The kind of mate who'd demand his woman stay home and cook and clean and make babies. The kind who would object to her chosen career. But he wasn't cooperating. Darn Bear has to go and be all wonderful and stuff...Ugh!
"Take a load off, honey, I'll bring you a plate."
She sat down at the enormous granite table that sat in the far corner of the large kitchen. Unlike most of the cabins that dotted the shore, this one had all modern appliances and was obviously recently redone. She approved of the clean lines and expensive materials that he'd chosen. Not that she was concerned with having the best, not by any means. It just looked neater and cleaner that way. She did love a clean kitchen.
Even the color palette was not unlike what she'd have done. Warm yellows and oranges looked well with
