Asher (Wolves of Winter's Edge Book 3) by T. S. Joyce

Author:T. S. Joyce [Joyce, T. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wicked Willow Press
Published: 2017-01-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Asher was standing out in the snow in front of the porch, blasting logs into bits for the fireplace. Tall as a tank, strong legs pressing against his jeans, his dark gray sweater lifting just enough to expose the bottom set of his abs every time he arced the ax back. Thick biceps flexing with every swing. Between swings, Asher couldn’t seem to keep those sexy blue eyes off her. That, and he kept smiling to himself. She was tickled that he was obviously smitten with her, and also really turned on. Asher’s smile was brighter than the sun. It took her breath away.

“Enjoying the view?” Asher grunted as he swung the ax down onto the log.

“Very much. This is fulfilling all of my pervy lumberjack fantasies. I’ll keep this locked in the vault for years.” Ashlyn took a loud sip of her cherry cheesecake latte and looked at him primly as she pushed herself languidly on the swing with the toe of her boot.

He nudged a split log off the chopping block and replaced it with a new one. He’d gotten a whole tree from somewhere and dragged it up to the house, then taken a chainsaw to it in sections. Ashlyn didn’t see a tractor or anything, so she assumed Asher also had super-cyborg strength, too. Sexy, because he was gentle with her, even though he could likely pop her like a water balloon.

Asher chuckled.

“Out of my head, mister!” she reprimanded him.

“A water balloon?”

Ashlyn thought hard about the grossest things she could think about. Plain oatmeal, dung-beetles rolling up poop balls, smelly dumpsters, Butt-Grab Gary trying to kiss her with his mouth wide open in the broken elevator at work…

“Okay, okay,” Asher said, shaking his head. “I’m out.” He bent and scooped up an armload of split logs like they weighed nothing.

It didn’t look that hard, so Ashlyn set her drink down on the porch and threw the blanket off her lap, then pushed off the swing and made her way down the stairs. She filled her arms, but the wood was heavy, so it took her longer to settle it up on the pile where Asher was stacking the logs.

“You’re so fucking cute,” he said as he passed her. And to her surprise and delight, he kissed her hard and grabbed her ass, also hard. The devil was in his smile as he eased away and gave her a sexy-boy wink before he made his way back for another load.

Stunned by the unexpected affection, Ashlyn brushed the tip of her mittens against her lips. She loved the way he tasted and adored the way his lips always melted perfectly to hers.

“Asher?”

“Mmm?” he rumbled as he loaded his arms up again.

“Where did you get the latte? And the cinnamon rolls?”

The cup was the kind that could be purchased at the grocery store, so she’d thought perhaps he’d begged it off Blaire while Ashlyn was getting ready for the day.

“I went into town while you were in the shower.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.