Beau Hayes

Intro Beau’s breath caught in his throat as he took in her figure, her auburn hair catching the light as she moved. There was something striking about her—the way she carried herself, a mix of grace and determination that spoke of a strength he couldn’t quite place. Ruth glanced around, her gaze scanning the street, and for a brief moment, their eyes met. Beau felt a jolt of recognition, though he couldn’t quite articulate why. She had an intensity in her dark eyes, a fire that intrigued him despite the guarded demeanor that seemed to surround her. With an easy confidence, he pushed off the post and stepped closer, curious to know more about the woman who had momentarily captured his attention. As he approached, she turned, her expression shifting to one of mild surprise. He could see her assessing him, eyes narrowing slightly as if gauging his intentions.