The Undercover Diva

There were times when Sam was glad she had such a busy job. It was hard for her to focus on the drama laden turn her romantic life had taken when there patients to check, tests to run, and the start of the holiday traffic accidents (with only 8 days left until Christmas) keeping the waiting room packed to the rafters. However, when she stopped, for anything at all, the thoughts started creeping back. It was strange. Rick was the one that lied and yet she was the one that had a door closed in her face and jumping every time she got a txt message. It was never him. Maybe he was giving her time or space but Sam got the feeling her suspicions about how he felt about Nicole Callahan were right.



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"Are you sure you know how to do this?"

Sam shot Hunter a look. "I know what I’m doing."

"You said that last time." He replied from the couch. He was supposed to take it easy since he was still recovering from a concussion. Standing for too long and bending just made him dizzy while they were trying to cook dinner. Since there were just the two of them, she opted for turkey breasts instead of a whole bird. She made just one box of stove top and a small batch of green bean casserole. A cheap can of cranberry sauce and instant mashed potatoes completed the meal but now she was trying to make dessert.

Her mom had the best apple pie in the Midwest so when Hunter said apple was his favorite, she called her mom to get the recipe. It seemed pretty straight forward but her first attempt was a disaster. The edges of the crust were burned. The bottom was soggy and raw. The apple filling tasted pretty good but there were a few seeds in it. It was such a disaster Samantha decides she was going to try again.

The second attempt was going about the same as her first. It would help if she know what she did wrong the first time. Finally she broke down and called her mom. Hunter couldn’t have looked more smug about it if he tried. And with good reason. He’d told her 30 minutes ago to just call her mom but Sam was stubborn.

The conversation was brief and Sam looked irritated.

"What?" Hunter asked when she didn’t say anything.

"Did you know you were supposed to bake the crust separate first?"

A smirk tugged on the corner of his mouth. "What did you think the beans were for? You put them in the pie so the middle doesn’t rise when you bake it."

"You knew that and didn’t say anything?!" She whined, throwing a pot holder almost hitting him in the face.

"Hey! Head injury!"

((Hunter Evans a_littlemonster was not used with permission but with love.))