Chapter Eleven
Trinity slipped from bed when Skye stirred in the night, pulling a blanket over her naked body. Garrett too had stepped out into the cold cabin to shove more wood in the fire and heat the bottle on the stove. As he fed the baby, all she could think of was how he made her feel with every touch, every kiss, how he had loved her as he slipped inside her.
It had been different from the night that had created Skye, and it had touched something in her that she’d never let anyone get close to. There was something about the way he took his time loving her, tenderly. She could feel his strength around her, and she sensed that he would really make sure she and Skye had everything they needed.
He wouldn’t walk away.
Now, as she lay in the circle of his arms again under the duvet, S
