“When you get back to the lodge, ask for Joanna at the front desk. She’s my wife, and she’ll make sure you have everything you need.”
Beau offered Aiden a quick handshake before they hopped back on the lift. “I appreciate it.”
“Take care of her,” Aiden said as they rode away.
Wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close to his side, Beau whispered, “Just close your eyes.”
“I think I’m going to be sick.”
Great. They were hanging up in the air, andthere wasn’t anything he could do to help her. Helplessness truly sucked.
Anna made it to the bottom of the slope without losing her breakfast, but she pointed toward the first sign for a restroom. “There.”
Beau held onto her until they reached the door. “Hang on. I’ll go get Joanna and she can help you.”
“Nope. Can’t wait.” She leaned her shoulder against the door, using all of her strength to push it open.
There went the helplessness again. She could barely stand, but he wasn’t welcome in the women's bathroom.
Beau paced outside the door, praying whatever was going on would ease now that they were back down the mountain. He pulled out his phone to call Travis when a loud thump came from inside the bathroom.
Chapter 17
Anna
“Anna! Anna!”
Someone was calling, but she couldn’t answer.
“Anna!”
Her upper body lifted, but her head was too heavy. Finally, her eyes opened, but she couldn’t manage more than a few rapid blinks.
“Anna, talk to me.”
It was Beau. The warmth of his chest settled into her as the fog lifted.
And everything hurt. A piercing in her head had her reaching for it, but she jerked as pain shot up her arm.
“Don’t move. You hit your head.”
That would explain the pounding. She tried again and failed to lift her arm without a shock of pain shooting up her arm. “My wrist.”
“Looks like you landed on it.” He shifted her in his arms. “I’m calling the front desk.”
She rested in his arms as he made the call. The next second, the sound of multiple footsteps surrounded her.
“She hit her head?” a woman asked.
“Yeah. And she said her wrist hurts,” Beau said.
A beautiful blonde woman appeared in Anna’s line of sight. “I’m Joanna, Aiden’s wife. He called and said you weren’t feeling well. Our medical team is on the way.”
Ugh. A dizzying sickness lingered, but it was nothing like it had been when she walked into the bathroom. She’d known what was happening seconds before she passed out, but there wasn’t anything she could have done to stop it.
A few more people filed into the small bathroom. She hadn’t even made it to the stalls, but thankfully, the nausea had eased.
“Miss Harris, do you remember what happened?” a man asked.