Romance on the Edge 01 - Hooked

her brain when Aidan had touched her. She needed time to clear it out and see the lay of the land.
    “Yes, we had some trouble,” Sonya said, keeping her voice calm, feeling like she was caught between two opposing forces. “Peter went for an unscheduled swim.” She moved to stand between the two men. The testosterone thickening the air was enough to send a wandering wolf hightailing it to higher ground.
    “Is he all right?” Garrett asked, not relaxing his stance.
    “He’s fine,” she answered, unsure how to dispel the situation.
    “Do you think it was an accident?” Garrett raised a brow. His questioning brow directed toward Aidan.
    “Hey!” Aidan took a threatening step toward Garrett.
    Sonya pushed her palm against Aidan’s chest. She so did not want to be caught like a bone between these two men. “Garrett, Aidan saved Peter’s life.”
    “Convenient.” Garrett had yet to move. He stood there like a damn predator waiting for an excuse to attack.
    Aidan pushed against Sonya’s restraining hand. “Why you—”
    “Enough!” Sonya yelled. “This isn’t about Peter. Neither of you have a claim on me. So knock it off.” She dropped her hand from Aidan’s chest. “You want to go all caveman? Fine, but I’m not sticking around to watch.” With that she stomped around Garrett with the intention of leaving both men standing there on the tundra.
    “Sonya,” Garrett’s low, warning voice brought her to a quick stop.
    She turned back and faced him. “What?”
    “I want to know exactly what happened today.”
    The way Garrett said “exactly” told her there was no way she’d be stomping off. Garrett looked at Aidan. “Keep yourself available. When I’m done speaking to Sonya, I want to talk to you.”
    “What?” Aidan scoffed. “Like don’t leave town?”
    “If you want to look at it that way.”
    “Garrett, this is ridiculous,” Sonya said, surprised that she was coming to Aidan’s defense again. First the gunshots when he’d shot at the Albatross and now this, what was with her? Aidan had saved Peter’s life when she hadn’t been able to move. She owed Aidan more than she could ever repay. “Aidan is a hero.”
    “Then why the delay in telling me what happened out there today?” Garrett raised that damn eyebrow again. She wished she could see his eyes, instead of her reflection in his mirrored sunglasses. It was like talking to a machine.
    “Fine.” She gestured wide with her arms. “Where do you want to do this? Here? Or down at the station?” Was there even a police station located in South Naknek?
    “Here’s fine. Unless you’d prefer—”
    “No.” She sighed. “Let’s get it over with.” She glanced at Aidan. “Give us a minute, will you?”
    “Are you sure?”
    “Yeah.”
    Aidan looked as though he was ready to wrestle the big, bad fish cop for her if she asked. Aidan rescued her fallen hat and dusted it off before handing it to her. The thought warmed and made her uncomfortable as Garrett watched their interaction.
    “Thanks, Aidan.” Sonya didn’t glance at Garrett as she slipped on her ball cap.
    “I’ll be in the cabin.” Aidan said. “You need anything I’m just a holler away.” He sent a warning look toward Garrett that bounced off his State Trooper getup.

C HAPTER T WENTY
    Just as he was making headway with Sonya, the damn fish cop had to go and show up.
    Aidan plodded his way to the cabin. Leaving Sonya in the company of the trooper itched like dried fish scales on his skin. When he’d first seen Garrett Hunt, he’d known the man was trouble.
    Sonya practically smoldered with sexual curiosity whenever she looked at Hunt. That sexual energy was supposed to be directed at him .
    She was his.
    He understood that he had things working against him. He didn’t come from a settled, loving family like she did. That didn’t mean he couldn’t provide for her. He made a decent living. His graphic novels had garnered a lot of attention lately. He knew things were financially tough for Sonya. Raising Peter on her own couldn’t have been a picnic. She’d have more help from her grandparents, if she asked for it. His Sonya wasn’t the type of woman to ask for anything, which was a large part of her appeal. She didn’t appear to need anyone. He wanted to change that. If given the right circumstances, Sonya would need him. Today he’d made progress in helping her realizing it.
    That was until Hunt had shown up with his accusations. If that