Viking's Naughty Elf (Claimed at Christmas Book 2) by KL Donn

Author:KL Donn [Donn, KL]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KL Donn
Published: 2024-12-18T00:00:00+00:00

RUNE

Ispent as much time during the night exploring Chloe’s body as I could before finally letting her sleep around four. I crashed for a couple of hours myself before getting up and beginning my wood chopping for the day.

I don’t just cut wood for myself but for the entire town, as well. It’s a year-round job, and while I use a log splitter in the summer months, my own two hands are my tools in the winter. Work is slower when it gets cold, so this gives me plenty to do and keeps my body in shape.

I also have an ice fishing shack on North Lake, so I can help keep some of the elderly and less fortunate folks fed through the winter. Most of what I do and offer is for free or through a barter exchange–one such thing that comes to mind is a quilted blanket I was gifted just before winter came this year after supplying the Fredricks family with enough wood to heat their small home for the remainder of the season.

Because of who my family is and where we come from, we’ve been paid quite well for articles written and artifacts found that were clearly ours. Before my grandfather passed, he sold some heirlooms to a collector in Holland for enough money to keep our family going for at least three hundred years. I’m still in disbelief after all this time.

“How long is daylight here?” I turn at the sound of Chloe’s voice to find her sitting on the porch in her snowsuit with a piping hot cup of coffee between her hands as she blows the steam off and takes a sip.

Dropping my axe, I saunter towards her, watching her eyes dance with excitement. “About four and a half hours or so. Usually, the sun rises a little after ten in the morning and goes down around two or three in the afternoon.”

“Not a whole lot different than home, then.”

“Probably not.” I grab her cup, turn it, and drink from where she did a moment ago, enjoying how she blushes and seems pleased with my act. “Fresh snow came while we were sleeping. Care to make a snow angel?”

Her squeal of delight as she jumps to her feet and runs to the nearest open spot, about twenty feet from where I’m chopping wood, makes me grin. I love listening to her excitement. Seeing Chloe take joy in the most minor things is enough for me to know that we’re perfect for each other.

Fascinated, I watch as she drops back into the crisp snow and immediately starts swishing her arms and legs to and fro. When she sits up to inspect her work, I half expect her to call for help so she doesn’t mess up, but then I remember she grew up in Alaska and is likely an expert.

As she jumps from one spot to the next, making a village of angels, I get back to splitting wood. I’d like to make this delivery this afternoon before the sun sets.

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