looking for a little fun during their short time in Pinesville.
There was too much heartbreak that accompanied finding a mate, and Abby had already had her fair share of it, in her opinion. If her drop-dead gorgeous sister could not keep a man from leaving, what chance did she have? She remembered helping Scarlett heal from the broken engagement that had shattered her heart four years ago. She felt as though Scarlett was still only a shell of the person she once was. That was probably one of the reasons she thought attempting to marry someone in a matter of days was a good idea: it didn’t give them a chance to run away, and it didn’t give her a chance to really feel.
As for Abby, she firmly believed she was content in her small cabin with its lovely stone fireplace, a good cup of tea, and the unconditional love of Connor.
“You are the only love I need,” she babbled to the fluffy dog as she ruffled his ears. He lovingly laid his head on her lap in response.
Since she knew the next day would prove to be very trying, she decided to call it an early night. Rustling Connor from his favorite spot on her legs, she shuffled around in her fuzzy slippers, turning off lamps and making sure the fire was petering out. While she took care of her nightly tasks, she contemplated her snappy treatment of the man who had startled her that afternoon. As she moved around the kitchen, washing her tea cup and putting her lunch together, she resolved to put her best foot forward and treat the out-of-town guests with as much hospitality as she could muster. It wouldn’t be the easiest task for her. She wasn’t really a people person.
As she was brushing her teeth, she heard her cell phone chirp in the bedroom, alerting her that she had received a text. After rinsing out her mouth and washing her face, she padded over to her nightstand to see who had texted her. It was Scarlett, of course. No one else would be texting her this late.
“I’m at Will’s (who is a totally hot by the way!) cabin with some friends and am making major headway. Chin up, little sis! All will work out!!” it read.
Abby smiled at her sister’s optimistic outlook on life. It would not hurt her to take a few lessons from Scarlett in that department. She knew there were also a couple of departments from which Scarlett could take a few lessons from her as well, particularly the self-control department. Abby sent a reply, “Be careful Scar—youdon’t know this guy very well. Make smart choices!”
She knew it probably came off as motherly, and that would probably annoy her older sister, but she hoped Scarlett would listen to her advice. Abby comforted herself in the knowledge that Scarlett was not alone with this man, Will, whom she hadn’t even known for eight hours.
Feeling cozy in her antique bed with its down comforter and numerous quilts hand-stitched by her mother and grandmother, Abby fell into a restless sleep.With Connor at her feet, listening to the light patter of snow falling against her window, Abby worried about her older sister and the man that controlled their airport’s fate.
* * * *
About twenty-five miles away at his mansion-like cabin rental, Jake arrived to a very unexpected scene. After Jake had finished his meal of comfort food at the diner, he expected to arrive to a nice quiet cabin, since Will would still be busy with Scarlett. However, he was quite mistaken.
When he pulled up the long graveled drive, it looked as though every light in the cabin was on, and several vehicles were parked haphazardly in front. Jake managed to pull his car into the garage without hitting anyone else’s, but it was a challenge.
When he got inside, Will and Scarlett—along with about a dozen other people Jake assumed were locals from their dress and casual demeanor—had the country music blaring and were all pretty busy tossing back quite a few drinks in the main living area. Various beer and liquor bottles were on the kitchen island as