"I hope it doesn't rain." Hannah bit her lip in apprehension as their little family hit the interstate, heading out of Nashville to a private farm in Franklin.
The record company had taken her suggestion and were letting her do the album photography the way she wanted. She wanted all of them on the cover, and they'd been good with it.
"If it does, they have that huge barn," Garrett mumbled as he checked his blind spot, accelerating onto the interstate.
He was right; they'd been there before when a mutual friend had gotten married. It was beautiful and everything she wanted for the photo shoot, but she still hoped it wouldn't rain.
"Are you sure you're okay with being on the cover?"
Garrett chuckled. "Yeah, babe, I think I'm man enough to take it."
"Oh, I have no doubt you're man enou
