Her Forbidden Amish Love by Jocelyn McClay

Author:Jocelyn McClay
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-11-09T16:30:28+00:00

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In the dim glow of her battery-powered headlamps, Hannah could see Daisy’s ears flick back, alerting her that someone was behind them on the dark road. Glancing in the side-view mirrors, she saw the distant glow of headlights. Directing Daisy closer to the side of the paved country road, she waited for the whoosh of someone rushing by now they had the room. It remained silent except for the quick cadence of the mare’s hooves as no vehicle passed.

For a moment, Hannah’s heart leaped, thinking maybe Gabe was following her home. She craned around to look out the back. The vehicle was closer. Instead of truck lights, these were lower, nearer to the ground. It was a car. Following slowly. Her pounding heart accelerated as she shifted from excitement to trepidation. In hope of prompting the driver to pass, Hannah slowed Daisy to a walk and pulled more to the road’s edge. She slid in her seat as the buggy tipped slightly toward the ditch. The car behind slowed even further.

Socks huddled next to her. Even lazy Daisy was jerking her head, impacted by the tension running down the reins. Hands clenched tightly on the leather, Hannah guided the mare back onto the pavement and urged her to road-speed again.

When they made the final turn to their road, Hannah swung wide, hoping to get a glimpse of the vehicle. When she did, her breath hitched and she slapped the reins on Daisy’s hindquarters, startling the Standardbred into a speed the mare hadn’t used in some time. Hannah recognized the car that was turning onto the road behind them. It was the one that’d scraped onto the sidewalk. The one the man had sprung from. The man who’d focused his eerie attention on Socks. Had he been the one who’d taken her? Was he going to make sure she didn’t get away this time?

Oh, Gabe, I wish you were here.

Dear Gott, please protect Your servant.

Her family’s home and barn, silhouetted by the rising moon, were visible ahead. Their large, dark shapes had never looked so good.

As they charged toward that haven, Hannah began to shake, not with fear, but with anger. She was angry that someone would threaten her dog. She was angry that dogs belonging to others were lost, some only returned to their loving owners because of something called a microchip. What about the dogs that hadn’t been recovered? Whose owners didn’t know where they were?

Hannah gritted her teeth as Daisy pounded down the road. Someone had to do something.

Upon swinging into the lane, she pulled Daisy to a stop and set the brake. With a trembling hand, she rooted in one of the buggy’s many compartments for a flashlight. Finding one, she pushed open the rig’s door. Her knees were so wobbly, she almost fell down the step. Socks jumped down behind her. Hannah urged the dog to go to the house, but the collie stayed by her side. Socks whined, but didn’t bark. Dash was at the top of the lane, barking enough for both of them.

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