Chapter Nine
She stood in the doorway of the only bedroom in her cabin. The baby was now fast asleep in her crib, and she’d lingered as long as she could, covering her with a quilt and staring at her, her little bundle of joy, not sure how to handle the big alpha in the next room, who was literally laying down the law.
There was just something about Garrett. He had never allowed her to manipulate, play, or walk over him in any way. And it was absolutely frustrating. Guys had always wanted to do anything for her, except Garrett, who had always given her the impression he hated everything about her. Standing in the shadow of his confidence made her feel uneasy.
“Are you going to stand in the doorway all night?” he said, as he shoved another piece of wood in the woodstove. “We have things
