Cameron, Paige - The Billionaire Cowboy Takes a Wife (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) (14 page)

“Sounds wonderful. But, I have to be polite and tell them all good-bye.”

“Then I’ll walk with you. We’ll make it short.”

After endless handshaking, a few hugs, and a kiss from
Jackson
, Samantha climbed into the passenger seat of her car. She closed her eyes. “Thanks, Janice. Did I do the good-byes all right?”

“Don’t worry. You fooled everyone but me—and Jackson.”

Later that evening,
Jackson
called. He was concerned about her since she’d left the barbecue early. Samantha appeased him by telling him that something she’d eaten hadn’t agreed with her, but the sick feeling had passed.

Janice, being in the same room when Samantha answered the call, gave her a wry smile when she hung up. “You might fool him with that story. Not me.”

They’d dressed in their pajamas and sat curled into soft leather chairs in the family room. The muted TV flashed the only light in the room. Gramps had retired much earlier.

Taking a handful of popcorn from the bowl on the table between them, Samantha faced Janice.

“I love
Jackson
.”

“Well, I hope so. You are marrying him next Saturday.”

“This wasn’t supposed to happen. I wanted a convenient, sensible marriage.”

“Why? I’d think loving your husband would be much more preferable.”

“I don’t know. I had the weirdest thought just before you rescued me and took me home.”

Janice didn’t speak. She waited patiently.

“It was that I didn’t want to love anyone because the people I love die. Isn’t that stupid?”

“Not really, it’s what I’ve suspected.”

“What?”

“Sam, the few men you’ve had serious relationships with have been good men. But, you always found some fault in them and ended things.” She held her hand up when Samantha started to speak. “Let me finish. I’ve never had the nerve to say this. If I stop now, I won’t.

“The attraction between you and Jackson has been evident for years to others, and yet you took care to run away if he looked like he might respond to you.

“My belief is that the losses in your life have affected you more than you’ve been willing to admit. You lost your parents at a young age, both suddenly. Your grandmother died of an unexpected heart attack. You took her loss hard.”

“Why didn’t you suggest this to me before?”

“It was only my supposition. You’d have denied it. You had to make the discovery yourself.”

“I said the thought crossed my mind. I didn’t say I believed it.”

“You do. Quit trying to fool yourself. The man loves you, and you love him. How lucky can you get? Don’t let the past ruin your future.” Janice stood and stretched. “I’m going to bed. I probably don’t know what I’m talking about.” She leaned down and kissed the top of Samantha’s head. “Tomorrow we start to seriously work on your wedding.”

“Good night.” Samantha watched as her friend left the room.

Janice’s response to what she’d said had not been what she expected or wanted to hear.

What do I do now? I wish I could bury that thought—never think of it again.
It was too late. Admitting she loved
Jackson
had her feeling shaky and exposed.

No, vulnerable and scared.

Chapter Nine

Samantha and Janice had taken a trip to
San Antonio
. Samantha drove into a parking place behind the house. “I wonder if Gramps is in from the fields. I worry about him. He’s been looking more tired lately.”

“It’s probably just all the excitement about your engagement and upcoming wedding. He seems very happy you’re marrying
Jackson
.”

“He let me know how pleased he was the night
Jackson
came to dinner and asked for my hand.” Samantha chuckled. “He was tickled that
Jackson
asked him. An old-fashioned tradition, but then Gramps would expect it.”

“Your Gramps is a sweet man.” Janice opened the car door. “I’m glad our trip was successful and didn’t take too long. We found you the perfect wedding gown.” She climbed out and stretched. “I’m going to shower and change before supper. See you later.”

Samantha opened the trunk and took out her dress. She was thrilled with her choice and couldn’t wait to see
Jackson
’s expression on their wedding day. It still felt unreal that they would be man and wife in three short days. She went in through the kitchen to show Maria what she’d bought, but no one was around. Gramps’ study door stood half open and the room empty. He wasn’t home either. Suddenly, a flash of yellow fur came rushing at her. Sunshine jumped up and down at her feet and barked.

“Where did you come from?”

Her grandfather’s foreman stuck his head in the door. “She’s been missing you folks. I brought her from the barn.”

She picked the puppy up, and Sunshine licked her face. Samantha smiled. “Thanks. I think we both need each other.” The foreman waved and walked toward the corral.

“I’m leaving you,” she said to the puppy. “Just for a moment.” Starting to climb the stairs, a let-down feeling washed over her. She was tired and disappointed that
Jackson
hadn’t called the last few days.
I’m being silly. I refuse to mope over not getting a phone call.
Samantha hung her gown in her closet and headed for the shower.

At six, when neither Maria nor Gramps had appeared, Samantha began to worry. She sat in Gramps’ study. The scent of his cigar and Old Spice made her lonely. Sunshine had cuddled in her lap.

Gramps and Maria hadn’t expected her and Janice back until tomorrow, but since they’d found the dress so quickly they’d cut their trip short. Still, where could they be? Samantha reached for the phone just as it rang. She jerked back then took a breath and answered.

“Sam,” Maria said. “I got a call from the foreman that you’d gotten home early. I hope you didn’t worry.”

“I was beginning to. Where are you and Gramps?”

“Your grandfather gave me the time off while you were gone. He said he planned to visit a friend in
Houston
. We’ll both be returning tomorrow.”

“That’s strange. I didn’t know Gramps had a friend in the big city. Thanks for calling, Maria. See you tomorrow.”

Samantha hung up the phone. She’d known Maria long enough to hear the hesitation in her voice. There was something she didn’t tell her. Before she moved from the phone, it rang again. No calls for two days and now the calls came one after another.

“Hello,” Samantha said.

“Miss me?”

“I haven’t had time. I’ve been busy,” she fibbed.
Jackson
’s low, husky tone made her toes curl.

He laughed. “You’re annoyed because I haven’t called. The past few days have been so hectic. But I’ve decided on my CEO and made the announcement today.”

“Who?”

“Your choice, Mr. Greenlee. He was totally surprised and pleased.”

“I imagine Lunette was also surprised and not pleased.”

“You’re right. She didn’t take it well at all. Surprisingly, she thought you had something to do with my not choosing her. I told her I’d made the final decision. I did offer for her to be the head consultant on the overseas accounts. She refused and stalked out of my office. I’m sure she’ll get and take an offer from my number one competitor, Scott Perkins.”

“Can she hurt the business?” Samantha ran her fingers through Sunshine’s fur. The pup laid her head down, about to go to sleep.

“Maybe a little. Not much though. One of the reasons I had several associates was so no one person knew everything. Because of that, I may need to come in for a few weeks after our honeymoon to tie up any loose ends and make sure Greenlee has all his questions answered.”

“Where are we going on our honeymoon?”

“You’ll be surprised, but, believe me, not disappointed.”

“I don’t like surprises. I won’t know what to pack.”

“You only need the dress you wear on the plane and one to return in. I intend to keep you naked most of the time.”

Her face flushed hot from the heat his words triggered in her body. Her heartbeat pounded at the thought. “Dream on. I’ll pack casual, and if it isn’t appropriate, it’s your fault.”

“I’m going to make you eat those words. Got to go. See you Friday for the rehearsal dinner. Mom and Dad will arrive that afternoon. Bye.”

Janice knocked on the study door. “From the heightened color in your face, I’d say you just talked to
Jackson
.”

“And Maria. She and Gramps won’t be back until tomorrow. Let’s drive into Saddle Creek and get pizza.” Samantha took Sunshine and placed her in her bed in the kitchen.

“Sounds good. We’ll go over the list of things to do. I think we can check off most everything as done.”

“You missed your calling, Janice. You’d have made an excellent wedding planner.”

“Go wash your mouth out. That’d be my last choice.”

* * * *

The weatherman had promised her wedding day would be sunny and warm. Samantha stood at her bedroom window. The sun hadn’t risen yet. They’d planned to have the wedding start just when the sky was beginning to lighten so the sunrise would shine full on them during the ceremony.

Samantha sipped the cup of tea she’d slipped downstairs and made. Yesterday they’d practiced the ceremony and had the dinner at
Jackson
’s house. She’d been happy to see his parents. They’d always been kind to her and were pleased about
Jackson
and her marrying.

Jackson
had been affectionate, but—Samantha smiled—restrained somewhat around his parents and Gramps.

“You’re awake.” Janice poked her head around the door. “Time to get you dressed.”

“I can manage. Go get yourself ready.”

“All right. I’m so excited for you.”

In a short time, she, Maria, Gramps, and Janice were headed to the place where she’d be married. They’d taken the truck with the windows closed to preserve her hairdo. They had to walk the last part. Samantha had worn jeans, a casual shirt, and sandals until they got to the tent that had been erected to the side and behind the trees. There she’d freshen her makeup and put on her gown. They’d arrived early so no one would see her until she started down the path that had been covered with a thin layer of smooth wood.

Janice peeked out. “Looks like everyone is about here.” She laughed. “Including Sunshine, who’s getting much attention.”

Samantha looked out between the tent flaps. Patio lights had been set up around the walkway to the immediate area, then tall candelabras were positioned along the path to the front where she and Jackson would say their vows. One of the cowhands had made sure the candles were lit. The two violin players were arranging their music.

“The ceremony will start soon,” Janice said and pulled Samantha back to check on her appearance one last time.

“It better if we want to be down the aisle before the sun is completely up.”

“You look beautiful.” Janice smiled at her.

“Thanks, you don’t look bad yourself. Who would have thought a redhead could wear pink?”