Marry Grinchmas (Moosehead Minnesota Series Book 1)(5)

“That sounds interesting.”

“It’s a passion you either love it or hate it. I happen to love it. For me, it’s taking something in disrepair and making it new again. When you start with nothing as a base and turn it into someone’s dream home or office, it speaks to me.”

“That is beautiful, Ham.” She turns back to the salad so I prompt her to continue.

“What about you?”

“I don’t do anything, which is one of the reasons I came here. At the moment I have no idea what I want to do with my life. All I know is I messed up in Florida and need time to think.”

“There is nothing wrong with that Avalynn. You are young and have your whole life ahead of you,” I tell her as I finish with the chops and veggies. She has set the table, so I grab a couple of beers and motion for her to sit as I place the drinks on the table and sit myself.

“It’s easy for you to say, Ham. You have a career path you seem to enjoy, whereas I’m not even sure I want one, and it still depends on if I have any marketable skills.”

“Don’t be so hard on yourself. I may have just met you but I can already tell you are an amazing woman and I don’t deserve you. But damn do I want to be worthy of you.” I say as I reach across the table and hold her hand.

“You are more than worthy of me,” she says as she squeezes my hand. “I need you to understand I am not a girl who goes from one guy to the next Willy nilly. In saying that, I need you to take me to my Nana’s house, tonight.”

“All right, I hear you. Let’s finish dinner and then I will drop you off,” I tell her as I hold in a sigh of disappointment.

As she sinks her teeth into a pork chop a moan of satisfaction comes out of her mouth. It was not an ordinary moan, but one sounding like a porn star. I have to bite my fist to keep from reaching for her.

“You keep that shit up and I will have to tie you to my bed.” She blushes as I give a little growl of my own.

“For someone who claims not be into BDSM, you sure are pulling out all the kink.” She says with a laugh. I smirk at her.

“You have no idea what you are doing to me, do you know that?” I give as a surly reply.

“I think I have some idea, Ham,” she says as she takes a long gulp of her beer.

“I bet you do, Avalynn. I bet you do,” I say as I am shaking my head. Because I finished with my meal before her, I get to sit and watch her as she takes an additional twenty minutes to eat. Once she is done, she starts clearing the table and doing the dishes.

“You cooked, I’ll clean. Can I get you another beer?” She says as she looks completely at home in my kitchen. I swallow thickly.

“Nah, I gotta drive you over to your grandmother’s” I say. I would love nothing better than to get drunk making it difficult for her to leave. Unfortunately that is not in the cards tonight.

“Ok, I’ll finish loading the dishwasher and then I’ll be ready.”

“Sounds good,” I say. But it’s anything but good.

As she is wiping down the counters, she says “Ok, let me get my bag and we can go.”

“I’ll grab your bag. Meet me by the front door, and make sure you put your boots back on.”

“Yes. Sir!” She says with a mock salute.

That ‘sir’ makes my cock hard, not that it has been soft at all since I met her. I adjust myself and go to get her bag. Once I’m back at the front door and have my boots on, I lead her down the icy steps to my truck and open the door to help her up.

“Thanks Ham,” She says as I close her door. Once we are on the road a feeling of dread develops the closer we get to Greta’s place. I keep driving instead of kidnapping her like I want to. After pulling into the driveway, I hop out and grab her bag before helping her down from the passenger seat. This is killing me, but I set her bag down by the front door.

“You are here safe and sound, Avalynn. I will be seeing you soon.”

“Thanks Hammy. I appreciate the ride.” She leans over to me and kisses my cheek. I am unable to help myself. I grab her arms and pull her into my chest, before she starts to pull away. I lightly kiss her pillow soft lips until she moans, causing me to lose control and kiss her like my life depends on it. Finally, I am able to pull myself away from her.

“You go on inside and get warm babe.”

Turning around and leaving her at the door, I walk back to my truck and drive away. I knew that would be the hardest thing I would even do.





CLOSING THE DOOR OF MY grandma’s house, I lean against the door at a complete loss. I mean holy shit. That kisses. How is a girl supposed to swear off men with big grouchy, sexy, and muscled bound Adonis’s kissing her like that?

“Who’s that?” Hearing my Nana’s voice clears my head and I remember I didn’t tell her I was on my way.

“It’s me Nana.”

“Avalynn. I didn’t expect you tonight. I assumed Ham would have you tied up somewhere, flogging you, or whatever it is you young people are into” she says as she waves her hand in the air in an “I don’t care” gesture.

Right now I’m extremely happy I’m drinking anything, because it would be all over the kitchen if I had. Unable to believe she just said that to me, I remind myself who my Nana is. Then I realize yes I can. This woman never ceases to amaze me. She is the craziest, nastiest, and know-it-all I have ever met. I love her very much and would never want another.