Page 34 of Fire in Cabin 27
Given the fact that I stood there butt-ass naked without any make-up on, he was seeing me in all my glory. Not that he hadn’t before but I guess I was so used to primping that it hadn’t hit me that since I’ve been up here I haven’t put on a lick of make-up. Huh, go figure.
“Come here, sweetheart, let me help you into the tub then I’ll slide in behind you.”
“O.M.G.” the bubbles and warm water enveloped me. “This is the life.”
As soon as Kyson slid in behind me, our dragon sighed.
Happy, dragon?
More than you know, mate.
Me too.
Hey, don’t forget the man who made the furniture.
Our dragon huffed.
We can never forget you, no matter how much our dragon protests.
At least someone loves me,Kyson teased us.
With all my heart.
“For so long, everything in my life was measured by monetary value. Who had the best toys or the most money to buy them with. It never felt right because it wasn’t. Until you came along and my life clicked into place and none of it revolved around money, only around family.”
“And you tell me I say the sweetest things,” Kyson nipped my neck. “I think you just beat me with those words.”
“Comes straight from the heart.”
“As does everything I say and do for you and our family. So, what are you making for breakfast?”
“Wait, what?” Ugh, never should’ve learned how to cook…
“Forgot to show you what’s behind another door in the kitchen. It’s a walk-in pantry and laundry room.”
“Yay me, I get to cook and do laundry.”
“You know I’ll always be here to help. We both work from home, and we will both share in the household chores.”
He picked up the sponge and washed me, focusing on one particular body part that I’m pretty sure was squeaky clean. “Abath, foot rub, and happy ending for you. A warm breakfast for me. Sounds like a fair trade.”
Sadly, I had to agree. “Do I have to wake up early to make it?” I was finally gonna get to sleep in, and in our own bed, and I didn’t want to be rushed.
“Nope, I’ll be working in the shop, so if I’m up before you I’ll just grab coffee and wait to dine with my mate.”
“Yay! Thank you. Oh, I forgot to tell you I added a page on the Cinders website that features your pieces for sale.”
“Um, what?”
“Yeah. Only have a couple of things I snagged pictures of before we left the old house, but I put them up there to see what happened. Might work well given it’s the family website.”
“You, my love, are smarter than you give yourself credit for. If they sell, I’ll let you have at the rest of the stuff in the shop if you want.”
“I want, and it gives me something to do, and I feel like I’m helping out.” A contributing member of the family, just like everyone else up here.
“You are helping, a lot. It’ll be good for the company to branch out. Word of mouth is how they’ve grown so far. Maybe clients could start leaving reviews on it for potential new ones to see.”
“Good call. I’ll email the client list with a link to the website and a witty bit about hey, are you happy with our work? Pop on over to the website and leave a review.” The wheels were turning as I made the mental note. “Is there space anywhere that I could have a desk set up to work from?”
