“Probably not.”She didn’t know exactly what they faced, but she’d be ready as soon as that person or thing emerged.
Whatever had made the sound was moving faster now.
“If you could go as fast as you can, that would be a big help.”
“Got it.”His movement was slow, and his breath labored, but he made it inside the truck before the person or thing broke through.
Ivy ran around the front of the pickup faster than a sprinter and claimed the driver’s seat as Beau slumped over.He probably needed a seatbelt, but she’d deal with that later once they were literally and figuratively out of the woods.
At least Beau was alive and somewhat conscious.
By some miracle, Ivy navigated onto the road.She white-knuckled the steering wheel as she floored the gas pedal.A quick glance at the gas gauge showed they had enough in the tank to get to civilization.She exhaled before asking, “Where are we headed?”
No response came.
She glanced over to find Beau slumped over, unconscious.
Taking him to the nearest hospital was probably the smart plan.There was no way she could drop him and go.
“Please, hold on until I can get you some help.”
Did he hear her?
Beau blinked his eyes open.It was black as pitch, and he was hungry as hell.Brain fog kept him from recalling where he was or how he’d gotten there.Trying to sit up caused enough pain to force him back down.His head hit a…pillow.
Pillow.
A flood of memories washed over him, clearing the fog.Where was Ivy?
He felt around the bed.It was soft.Familiar.
Pain caused him to grunt.Could he reach over and flip on a lamp?
The room had zero light, and when he reached out, he knocked something off the nightstand.A loud clunk sounded.A light flipped on.Ivy’s worried face came into view.
Was she real or a figment of his imagination?Was this wishful thinking?
She pushed off the armchair where she’d been sitting and crossed the room.“You’re awake.”
“Am I?”
His attempt at humor fell flat.
“I’ve been so worried about you, Beau.”
“This looks like my room at the ranch,” he said, taking in the surroundings.
“Because it is.”
“How did you…?”
“You mumbled about Rescue Ridge Ranch, so I stopped off at gas station after gas station until I found someone who could point me in the right direction.”
“And you brought me home?”Ivy was something.“You’re amazing.”
Those words caused a red blush to crawl up her neck and to her cheeks.It took him by surprise that someone as intelligent and beautiful as Ivy would be uncomfortable with a compliment.He’d wrongly assumed she was told how wonderful she was on a daily basis.
“I’m not,” she said, diverting her gaze and motioning toward the side of the bed.“Mind if I sit?”
