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“Not many, but I want you to see this beautiful state through the eyes of someone who loves it.”
“You really do,” I said. “I’m not saying that it’s not beautiful or that New York City is better; it’s just very different.”
“It’s different, yeah. But I am saying that Montana is better than New York City. Much better.”
“Oh, really? And I suppose you can back that up?”
His blue eyes gazed into mine. “That’s what I’m going to do.”
“Okay, cowboy. Let’s go outside, and you can show me.”
“Okay then.” He brushed past me. “I got hot chocolate in a flask and”—he held up another bottle—“some whiskey in case we want to tease ourselves.”
“Tease ourselves?” I laughed. “What does that mean?”
“I mean, just enough whiskey to make us happy. Not enough whiskey to make us drunk.”
“Oh, you’re scared to get drunk with me?”
“Yes, I am, ma’am.” He grinned. “Yes, I am.”
I didn’t ask him what he meant by that; I wasn’t a dumbass. But he was smart, because if he’d brought more whiskey, I had a feeling that neither of us would be able to keep our hands off each other. And while I knew that Lucy wouldn’t care if I hooked up with Beau, it would just make everything far too complicated.
“So, are you going to tell me where we’re going?”
“We’re going to see nature in all its glory,” he said as we walked out through the French doors at the back of the kitchen.
It sounded like a tall order, but as we stepped out of the house, I looked up at the night sky. It was dark, but I could see hundreds, maybe thousands, of stars. It was beautiful. I’ve never seen so many stars in the night sky. I truly felt like I was in nature, which was something I never really cared about. I was used to the lights and sounds of a bustling city, homeless people on the corners, and gunshots in the distance.
“What are you thinking about, Olivia? I asked if you saw that constellation.”
“Sorry, I was just thinking about the city. While I love it, there’s a lot of crime there.” I made a face. “I mean, not to prove you right or anything, but it certainly doesn’t have this serene, tranquil feeling.”
“Of course not,” he agreed. “This is Montana.”
“Yes, it is.” I laughed.
“Come. I want to show you something.”
“What?”
“A stream.”
“I’ve seen streams before, you know.”
“Not like this.”
“Okay.”
“So”—he turned to me—“we have several options.”
“Oh?”
“We can ride there,” he suggested, and my eyes widened. “Okay, maybe that’s not a good idea, seeing that you’ve never really ridden before. You could ride on the same horse as me.”
“I don’t think so.” I shook my head. “I mean, it’s not like I’m some princess in a movie and you’re rescuing me.”
“I could rescue you if you wanted.”
