“Da… da…”
Silence.
Complete silence filled the cabin.
Rosalie froze halfway through folding one of Posy’s tiny shirts.
Heath, who had been sitting cross-legged on the living room floor beside their daughter, slowly lifted his head.
Posy blinked up at them from her blanket nest.
Then she smiled.
A gummy little grin.
“Dada.”
Rosalie’s eye twitched.
Heath stared.
Then his face completely transformed.
“Oh, hell.”
His voice cracked.
Rosalie looked horrified.
“No.”
Heath immediately scooped Posy into his arms like she had just gifted him the moon itself.
“Did you hear that?!” he asked loudly.
“I heard it,” Rosalie replied flatly.
“Posy.” Heath looked at the baby with pure awe. “Say it again.”
Posy grabbed his beard.
“Dada.”
Heath actually looked emotional.
Rosalie looked b
