Read Online Grogoch [Bedtime Stories 2] by Joyee Flynn - Free Book Online

when he was a young man so I had a feeling he knew the answer.
“I’ve fallen in love,” I admitted with a blush. “I’ve promised to be faithful and change my ways for a while before deciding if I can commit to him.”
“Good for you, Cuidi,” he congratulated as he slapped me on the back hard enough I almost went tumbling to the ground. For an old guy he still had a lot of strength to him. “My son is a master crafter. Come look at his workshop and I’m sure there’s something you can find.”
“Good deal,” I agreed readily. I followed them, Wayland Jr. shyly ducking his head at the praise.
I gasped as I stepped into the small workroom. Wayland Jr. was very talented to say the least! I walked around, running my hands over the finely crafted furniture.
“How did I never know you could do this?” I asked in awe, focused on a beautiful kitchen table and chair set. “I want this but a month of help from me is not worth its value. What else are you in need of? I can trade with others in the area to make up the difference.”
Now I was excited. I saw a whole new way to help people. I could set up trading deals and help people meet others who could use their wares.
“We need hay badly,” Wayland Sr. hedged as he glanced at his son. “And shoes for the horses.”
“I have someone who does that.” I smiled brightly at both of them. “What else?”
We agreed upon a month of crop help and enough hay for that month, shoes for the horses, and Wayland Jr. would let me have the table and chairs. He would even deliver them right away.
Maybe changing how I’d lived all these years wasn’t going to be as hard as I had thought? It gave me hope that I could lead a happy, normal life with Finbar.
Chapter 8
    I returned home for dinner, exhausted but excited all at once. Finbar was full of questions after Wayland Jr. had showed up with the table and chairs. I brought in the meat pies I had traded for and we sat down on our new furniture to eat.
    “This is gorgeous, Cuidi,” he said with a smile, his fondness for the table apparent in his tone. “Tell me everything.”
“Well, I traded them for this and went to the farrier to trade my services for horseshoes for the Waylands. Then I got them hay for a month from a farmer who also agreed to hay for us and to butcher one of his cows. The meat will be delivered tomorrow along with a gorgeous blanket for our bed and some baked goods.”
“You seem happy with the deals you made today,” he said hesitantly.
“I am. I introduced people who can now trade with each other as well as having gotten stuff we needed.” I bit my lip and decided to be completely honest with Finbar. “It’s a huge relief that things went well today. I always thought I was only good for my magic and sex but today helped me see I could be more than that.”
“I never doubted you were more than hot sex and magic, Cuidi,” he whispered as he leaned in for a kiss. I gladly gave it to him and one for the trip back to his seat.
“I wouldn’t have had a chance to figure that out without you. Today was more than that for me though.”
“How so?” He reached over and started cutting into the meat pie, making sure I had a large helping before serving himself. What a sweetie!
“I’ve never had this,” I answered, gesturing between the two of us. “I found the table and couldn’t wait to tell you about it. Then I made the deal and I was about to turn around and fill you in. I was so excited to share every aspect of my day and life with you. It’s new to me and I’m not alone anymore. I feel like I have a real home.”
“Me too and that’s because of you.” I tilted my head, indicating for him to go on since I wasn’t sure how to take what he said. “This was just a house to me, Cuidi. My aunt’s house that I had to fix up to have a roof over my head. But with you? Us here? It’s home and I want it to be ours in every way.”
“Sounds nice.” We ate a bit as I thought over this new