Heart of the Mountain by Frankie Love

An angel.
It’s the worst rainstorm in history when I find her unconscious in the woods.
Sent from heaven.
She’s lost and alone, a newborn baby in her arms.
I will protect them.
My cabin is their shelter from the storm. Under my care, no one can hurt them.
Whatever the cost.
But I’m not who she thinks I am.
And if she finds out, she’ll keep on running.
My home is her home, my heart her heart.
And I sure as hell don’t want to break it.