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“Well, what are our other options?”
“We could walk, but it’s late, and I think you’d be too tired to walk back if we did that. How about we camp out?”
“No, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” The thought made me a little nervous. I’d never been camping before, and I wasn’t sure I was quite ready for my first experience.
“Then we’ll take one of the trucks.”
I nodded, relieved. “I guess that’s a good compromise.”
“I think so too.” He stared at me for a moment without saying anything.
“What are you thinking?” I asked him.
“I was thinking that you’re beautiful,” he said, a twinkle in his eye. My heart raced, and I just wanted to grab him and kiss him. I wondered if a cowboy would kiss better than a city boy.
“Thank you.” I grinned at him, pleased.
“I was also thinking that I can’t believe you’ve never been to Montana before.”
“Lots of people haven’t been to Montana before.”
“And they’re missing out,” he said. “I haven’t been out here at night in a long time.”
“Oh, really?” I was surprised. “If you love it so much—”
“I do love it. But sometimes other things in life take over, you know? You forget to enjoy the beauty of the small things.”
“I definitely understand that. It can be hard to appreciate the smaller things in life when you’re stressed out.”
“Are you stressed out, Olivia?” he asked me softly as we walked to the side of the house to where the trucks were.
“A little bit,” I admitted. I wasn’t normally this open with people I didn’t know well, but something about Beau made me feel safe.
“What are you stressed out about?”
“I’m a little sad that Lucy’s moving here. She’s been my best friend for years, and I’m going to miss her.”
“That’s understandable.”
“And I guess my job as well. I don’t know what exactly will be waiting for me when I get back.”
“What is it you do again?”
“I work in a little boutique in the city. We sell clothes, and pay is based on commission. I don’t make that much money. I make enough to live, but barely.” I sighed. “Not that I’m complaining or anything,” I said quickly, not wanting him to think I was asking for a handout or something.
“No, I get it. Money is a huge stressor.”
“Not that you have anything to worry about, right?”
“Me?” He chuckled softly. “Why do you say that?”
“Well, aren’t you like the richest cowboy in Montana?”
“No, not really. Our family—yeah, we have some of the most prime real estate in the state, that’s true, and it is very valuable. We have some cash flow issues, though, if I’m completely honest.” He glanced at me. “I can’t believe I just told you that.”
“Why?”
“Because I’ve told no one outside of the family that, and I don’t even know if the family understands just how critical things are right now.”
