Always A Bridesmaid: A Whiskey Ridge Romance by Rachel Hanna

Author:Rachel Hanna [Hanna, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-22T16:00:00+00:00

It was very late, and Samantha could hardly keep her eyes open as Tucker drove them back toward the cabin. Night time in the Blue Ridge mountains was darker than any night in the city. The only thing she could see besides the headlights of the truck were the lightning bugs occasionally popping into view in the distance.

“You still awake?” Tucker asked. Samantha looked at the time. It was almost two in the morning.

“Barely.” She leaned her head against the cold glass window and closed her eyes.

“That can’t be comfortable,” Tucker said, reaching over and gently pulling her head toward him. “I’m still your fake fiancé for the time being. Lay your head on my shoulder.”

Samantha looked at him. “I’m fine. Really.”

“Sam, humor me, okay? I’m afraid you’ll get a concussion if I hit a pothole.”

She smiled wearily before a yawn escaped her lips. “Fine.” She laid her head down and that was all she remembered until the bumpiness of the gravel driveway woke her up.

The truck came to a stop, and Tucker turned off the lights. Samantha sat up, rubbing her eyes and inadvertently knocking one of her fake eyelashes off.

“Wow.”

“What?” Tucker asked.

“It’s so dark out here, but look at that moon. It’s just breathtaking. So bright.” She yanked off the other lash and stuffed them into her purse.

“You’ve seen the moon before, right?” Tucker asked with a laugh.

“Yeah, but it doesn’t look like this in the city. It’s just another light, mixed into all of the other distractions. It’s like it’s more beautiful here.”

“I thought you loved the city?”

Samantha cleared her throat. “Of course I do. It’s just different, that’s all.”

Tucker opened the door and walked around the truck. He pulled her door open at the same time she was attempting to open it, and down she fell into his arms.

“Shall I carry you over the threshold?” he asked with a nervous chuckle.

Samantha cleared her throat again, something she did when emotions got too much for her. “I think we should leave that to the newlyweds.”

But the newlyweds were already long gone. They’d left the venue a couple of hours ago and caught a flight to start their honeymoon.

“Hey, Tucker?”

“Yeah?”

“Mind putting me down now?”

He smiled. “Right. Sorry.”

He slowly lowered her to the ground.

“Well, thanks for being my pretend fiancé tonight.” She stepped back, unsure if she should shake his hand or what.

“No problem. But I am walking you inside, Sam.”

“There’s no need.”

“It’s dark and deserted out here. I want to check the place out.”

“Oh come on. It’s Whiskey Ridge!”

“Things can happen anywhere, Sam. You’re an attorney. You know this.”

He was right. And she hated that.

“Fine. But then that’s it. I’m tired, and I want to go to bed.”

“Trust me, so do I.”

They stood there for another awkward moment before walking to the door. Samantha kicked off her heels as soon as they crossed the threshold.

“Not a fan of heels?” Tucker asked, shutting the door behind them as Sam turned on the foyer light.

“Actually, I wear them almost everyday at work.

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