A Maine Christmas...or Two (16 page)

“Let me hire you then.” Seemed like a simple enough solution, and once he set his mind to something, he was determined to make it happen. “I need someone to help me with my carpentry orders.”

“Then you need an assistant—and that’s not me.” She cupped his face and kissed him. “You know I like you—way too much—but my career is my only safety net, and I can’t just throw it all away. What happens six months from now when you get bored of me?”

She didn’t quite get it, though he couldn’t blame her for not understanding, when things were only now starting to solidify in his own head. “I could never bore of you, sweetheart, though I understand why you’re hesitant. And I’ll do whatever it takes to make you realize this is the best thing, not only for me, but for you. I’d even move back to Boston if it meant being with you.”

“There’s no way I can let you do that, Aidan. And I’ll happily come and visit, but I don’t want your money. I just couldn’t. I couldn’t bear to have you thinking that’s the reason I’m with you, or that I’m staying because of some monetary arrangement. It belittles the way I feel about you.” She scoffed and gave her head a slow shake. “And don’t ask me how that happened, but I do have feelings for you, even if it’s been mere days.”

He pulled her close and rolled them over as she laughed, switching their positions so she was now underneath him. He stole a quick kiss with a smile. “Sweetheart, that makes me a happy man. Except for the fact that you’d rather not see me at all—or only see me on occasion—rather than make us both happy and move in with me. And that’s all so that I don’t think you’re after my money. You realize how silly that sounds, right?”

She swatted at him playfully. “It’s not silly. Though I suppose I could look for work in Portland. I’d be closer, at least.”

By the gods, she was stubborn. But he’d make her see sense, even if it took all day. “You do realize the sort of leap this is for me, right?”

“I know it is.” She nipped at his bottom lip and then kissed him.

“Then do it for me, Chloe. Please.” He saw her determination waver just a little, so he pressed on. “I’ll pay for your brothers’ college loans, pay your father’s mortgage, whatever it is that you feel is keeping you at your job. And then you can do what you’ve always wanted to do. You’d mentioned pottery, right? Well then, let me set you up with a studio. You can live here and sell your art in town and at the local galleries for money. I have plenty of connections, since I occasionally sell my own pieces.”

“I can’t take your money, Aidan. But…things aren’t as bad now that Stephen and Jack have graduated and found decent jobs.” She shook her head with a sigh. “And what if you get tired of me? What then?”

“I could never tire of you, love. You just need to trust me, and know that I’ll make things right between us.” He brushed a stray curl from her face, his heart so full of love and hope. “What do you say? Please…say you’ll at least give it a try. For me.”

She let out a sigh, but it was followed by a smile. “All right then. I suppose we can do a trial period. But I make no promises.”

“None at all, love.”

C
hloe awoke to
find herself nestled comfortably in Aidan’s strong arms, while the sun streamed in through the windows. As if sensing that she’d awoken, he pulled her close and kissed the top of her head while she snuggled against his warm and muscular body. “Looks like the storm finally blew out to sea.”

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart.” He nuzzled her, his thick stubble rough against her cheeks and then kissed her slow and sweet before giving her a smile that stole her heart.

“Merry Christmas.” She cupped his face and lost herself in those intelligent hazel eyes of his. “You know, you’ve got a damn sexy smile. It lights up your eyes like magic.”

He brushed his thumb over her cheek, his touch gentle though his fingers were a little rough from his woodworking. “I hope you realize that it’s because of you that I’m able to smile again. I know it’s far from being over, but for the first time I feel like I might actually be able to crawl out of this darkness.”

“Well then, you’ll need to consider that your Christmas gift since I haven’t exactly had the chance to get you anything.” Who knew things would have turned out this way? All because a storm zigged when it should have zagged.

“I couldn’t have asked for anything better, love. Not that I have any sort of gift for you either. Unless, of course…” He kissed her cheek and then her neck as his large hands palmed her butt cheeks and pulled her up against his morning erection.

“
Oh
…That could definitely work.” Her body came alive under his touch, her pulse skipping a beat as it echoed between her legs where she was still pleasantly sore from their adventures of the last few days. She reached down between them and wrapped her fingers around his wide girth to stroke him, the feel of him so silky smooth and warm, and yet steely hard just below the surface.

“By the gods, woman, that feels too damn good, especially after going without for so long. But…” He covered her hand with his to stop her. “I have a favor to ask you.”

Suddenly, he was looking rather serious, sending a flicker of worry through her. “Sure. What is it?”

“My entire family usually gets together for Christmas and…” He shook his head and looked away. “I haven’t spent the holiday with them in years now, and they’re only forty minutes away. I think they’d be really happy if we showed up for a visit. And Finn will be there.”

Oh, boy.
Though she knew Finn, she wasn’t sure about meeting the rest of his family, especially when things were moving rather quickly between her and Aidan. The last thing she wanted was for them to think she was dating their son for the money—and with her new plans to move in mere days after meeting him, she wouldn’t blame them if they were suspicious of her. “I don’t know how good an idea that is. And the bridge is still closed, right?”

“They only keep it closed while the storms are raging. I suspect it won’t be long before they open and plow it.” He brushed a stray lock of hair from her face.

“Or we could just stay in your cozy bed and have sex all day.” Her hand found his cock once more, hoping to stage a convincing argument. “Pretty please? With sugar on top?”

“Sweetheart…that’s all too tempting an idea.”

“Maybe you should go alone. After all these years, I’m sure they’re going to want you to themselves. And really, I’m fine just hanging out at your place. I could keep Paisley company. We could have a girls’ day in.”

Chloe wasn’t convinced this was a good idea. Mere days earlier, Aidan hadn’t even known her. And now, he wanted her to move in with him. She could only imagine what his parents would think of the whole thing, despite the fact that she was one of Finn’s friends and Aidan was a smart enough man to not be taken advantage of. Whenever there were massive amounts of money at stake, people grew wary and suspicious—and with just cause.

“What has you so nervous, love?” He glanced over at her before turning his attention back to the road. The plows had done a decent job of clearing the storm, and surprisingly enough, the temperature spiked to above freezing so the snow was now starting to melt.

The woods and fields around her had turned into a perfect winter wonderland, white and sparkly, like the world was covered in diamonds and everything was given a fresh start.

Aidan’s SUV handled the snow with ease and he was a confident though careful driver. Not that she could blame him for being cautious, given his past.

“I’m still not sure I should be coming with you. And
please
, whatever you do, do
not
tell them that I’m moving in with you.” This could be a disaster. Then they’d definitely think she was just trying to get her claws into him.

“You’re worrying far too much about this. They’re going to be ecstatic to see us, and if you think they won’t realize you’re a big part of getting me out of the house and over there, then you’re mistaken. They’re good judges of character, and they’re going to love you.” He gave her a sideways grin that made her heart melt, though she still wasn’t sure.

“What if…” She let out a weary sigh, and tried to keep her heart from aching. “What if they’re disappointed that you’re with me?”

His jaw tensed and his knuckles went white around the steering wheel. “No one in their right mind could be disappointed in you. Do you hear me? It’s time someone appreciated you for all you are—because you’re damn special, Chloe, and I won’t have anyone treating you otherwise. I’m telling you now—if anyone treats you with anything less than the respect you deserve, they’ll be answering to me. Are we clear?”

All she could do is nod, though her heart swelled with love to know he cared enough to get upset on her behalf.

“We’re here, love.” He pulled the truck down a long drive to a pretty red farmhouse, decorated with pine swags at the windows and a wreath made of cranberries hanging on the front door. Against the backdrop of pristine snow, and with a lit Christmas tree in the large mullioned windows, she couldn’t have picked a more perfect image.

“It’s gorgeous, Aidan.” Nothing extravagant, but nicely done, and quintessential New England.

With the car parked, he turned towards her and cupped the back of her neck with his large hand and pulled her in close for a sweet kiss, his stubble ticklish against her skin. “They’re going to love you, sweetheart. Are you ready?”

With him at her side, she just might be ready for anything. And the way he looked at her, as if she were perfect, as if there was no one else there but the two of them…She felt her heart fall completely head over heels in love with him, her heart beating a staccato against her chest. “You make me believe anything’s possible. So…yeah. I think I am ready.”

He took her hand as they wandered up the path to the front door, her shoulders and gut in knots from the adrenaline coursing through her. And though he seemed relaxed, she, too, could sense the tension in him. This couldn’t be easy for him either.

He didn’t bother to knock, but rather let them in, leading the way as they stepped into the living room where everyone was gathered. He gave them a shy smile that made her want to hug him and secured the hold he had on her heart. “Don’t suppose you have room for two more?”

The room around them erupted with surprise and happiness as his family rushed forward to greet them. Aidan hugged his father and then his mother, who already had tears in her eyes, before shaking hands and hugging a dozen other people—aunts, uncles, and cousins by the look of it. Chloe did her best to step to the side so they could have their time together without her getting in the way, though it wasn’t long before Aidan was reaching back for her hand.

He pulled her close with a reassuring smile, even as her heart threatened to beat out of her chest, not sure his parents would be too keen on having an intruder interrupt the moment. “This here is Chloe. She’s a college friend of Finn’s…and quite special to me.”

She must have blushed a dozen shades of red at his words. She shook his father’s hand and was then pulled into a hug by his mom, when Finn walked into the room, his long gait only adding to his laid-back charm. He looked so much like Aidan with his handsome good looks—though Finn was clean-shaven, his hair was more tousled and a shade lighter, and he wore a grin that always spelled trouble.

“No way! Chloe—what the hell are you doing here, girl?” He pulled her into a hug that had her feet dangling a foot in the air.

“I got trapped on Mermaid Isle during the storm, and Aidan was nice enough to let me weather out the storm with him.” It was the truth, even though there was a bit more to their story. Still, she didn’t think she needed to spell things out for the group assembled when they’d walked in, hand in hand.

His mother gave her a genuine smile that was filled with so much emotion. “Well, we’re so glad Aidan brought you along. Just in time, too—we’re just getting ready to eat.”

Finn hung an arm around his brother’s shoulder. “And the ham is damn good—bourbon and brown sugar-glazed—though I swear, if there’s any missing, it wasn’t me.”

Aidan shook his head with a smile that had Chloe’s heart skipping a beat. “It’ll be a miracle if there’s any food left at all if no one stopped you from wandering into the kitchen.”

She loved the banter between them, especially since it reminded her so much of her own brothers. She’d have to call home. Maybe go and visit once she knew the roads were clear.

Standing by the Christmas tree, the lights sparkled as the heady scent of pine filled her head. Aidan pulled her into his arms and kissed the top of her head, and though they were off in a corner on their own, she couldn’t help but feel like their hug hadn’t gone unnoticed.

Settling against his chest, he bowed his head to hers as her heartbeat picked up his rhythm so they beat as one. “Chloe…I hope you know how much you mean to me. And it goes beyond giving me my life back. I look at you, and I can’t believe how lucky I am.”

“I think we’re both pretty damn lucky, Aidan. You’ve made me realize that I can’t second-guess myself, and guilt has no place when it comes to making decisions that affect my life.” It’d been hard for her to come to that realization, but she felt at peace for the first time in a very long time.

“I couldn’t have said it any better myself.” He gave her a sweet kiss that made her forget it wasn’t just the two of them. “I love you, Chloe. As crazy as that may sound. But I swear it’s true. I love you with all my heart.”

Her heart swelled with such joy and love for him, it ached. “I believe you, Aidan, because I swear, I love you too.”

He cupped her face in his large hand, and looked at her with eyes she’d never tire of losing herself in. “I’m hands down the luckiest man. Merry Christmas, love.”

She stole just one more kiss, thinking that he wasn’t the only one luck had smiled upon. “Merry Christmas to you too, love.”

~The End~

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