Page 91 of Love on the Run

Anna stopped and stared at him. “Pigs?”

“Yep. Pigs.”

She covered her mouth a second before the laughter burst from her. She doubled over, cackling like a hyena.

“I told you it was embarrassing,” Beau said as he turned and headed for the room.

“No. It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m sorry I laughed.”

She was running after him now. Still laughing.

As soon as he reached the room, she wedged herself between his chest and the door.

“I’m sorry. I think it’s cute.”

“Cute,” Beau huffed, grabbing the key card from his pocket.

“I mean, you’re not cute. You’re handsome. And sweet.” She slid her hands up his chest. “And manly. Not cute.”

Beau lowered his chin, brushing the side of his nose against hers. “You’re cute.” he pressed a quick kiss to her lips. “And smart.” Another kiss. “And strong.”

Anna wrapped her hands around the back of his neck and pulled him down until his lips crashed against hers. Pinning her against the door, he forcedthe kiss to a slower tempo while Anna tried her very best to stoke the flames.

She needed to know he was interested, but she would also need to understand why he had to leave.

At the brink of his control, he broke the kiss and opened the door. “I’ll be back in a little bit.”

Her brows pinched together, creating a tiny crease. “Where are you going?”

“I need to get my own room. I can’t stay here with you.”

Anna’s eyes widened, and she wrapped her arms around herself. “Oh. Yeah. That makes sense.”

He lifted her chin with a finger until she was looking up at him again. “It’s not because I don’t like you. It’s because I do. Too much. And while you can rest assured I would never take advantage of you, I don’t want there to be any doubts.”

“Right. I mean…” She let out a short, nervous chuckle. “I guess it’s kind of out in the open that that’s one reason why Dean cheated. Because I wouldn’t have sex before we were married.”

Beau pressed his eyes closed. “Dean is stupid. Trust me, you and I are on the same page. You won’t ever have to worry about that with me. Okay?”

Anna nodded. “Okay.”

“I just think a little space would be good for us tonight.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Does that sound good to you?”

“Actually, it’s probably the best thing you could have said.”

Too bad the woman working at the front desk didn’t think it was so great. He’d tried his best to negotiate himself into a new room for twenty minutes, but she must have been serious when she claimed they didn’t have any rooms available. She’d gotten a little snappy with him toward the end of the conversation.

Returning to the room he shared with Anna defeated and tired, he knocked on the door.

A few seconds later, Anna appeared wearing the new pajamas she’d bought at the lodge gift shop. They were blue and white with the words “I’d rather be in Freedom” across the front of the shirt.

“Why are you knocking? You have a key.”

“Unfortunately, it’s the only key I have. There aren’t any rooms available.”

Anna opened the door and waved him in. “Come on. We can handle this.”

“I think we need to make a rule,” Beau said as he toed off his shoes.

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