Serving My Mountain Daddy
(2022)(Book 31 in the Mountain Daddies Little series)
A novel by Scott Wylder
She wants to live somewhere with community, somewhere that doesn’t seem cold and indifferent. Then, a hot mountain man shows this little girl what a perfect home can be.
GABBY
“Do you know what a demigod is? It’s the child of a god and a mortal. Hercules. Achilles. Romulus and Remus, the founders of Rome. They’re all supposed to be demigods, and if they sit next to the man on this table, I think they will be intimidated by him. He’s big, like a mountain. He has an incredible reddish-brown beard on a handsome face that looks both kind and dangerous at the same time. The restaurant table hides his abdomen but from the way his chest, shoulders, and arms look like they’re sculpted from marble and perfectly appropriate for display in a museum, I’m guessing his abs are perfect, too.”
I can tell you anything you want to know about Greek mythology.
If you ask, I’ll tell you all about each of Shakespeare’s plays.
But you won’t ask about anything like that or, for that matter, about anything else I’ve read.
At least not if you’re not at a table and I’m serving your food.
I like being a waitress, I guess.
But it’s the only time there’s friendliness in my life.
This city is cold.
It doesn’t care.
And it’s horrible the only time I can smile is when I’m working.
And then a mountain man shows up.
He tells me about his mountain town.
I’m ready to throw everything aside just to move to that place.
And if I happen to run into that sexy Daddy when I get there, he’s going to find a little girl ready to smile a whole heck of a lot.
GABBY
“Do you know what a demigod is? It’s the child of a god and a mortal. Hercules. Achilles. Romulus and Remus, the founders of Rome. They’re all supposed to be demigods, and if they sit next to the man on this table, I think they will be intimidated by him. He’s big, like a mountain. He has an incredible reddish-brown beard on a handsome face that looks both kind and dangerous at the same time. The restaurant table hides his abdomen but from the way his chest, shoulders, and arms look like they’re sculpted from marble and perfectly appropriate for display in a museum, I’m guessing his abs are perfect, too.”
I can tell you anything you want to know about Greek mythology.
If you ask, I’ll tell you all about each of Shakespeare’s plays.
But you won’t ask about anything like that or, for that matter, about anything else I’ve read.
At least not if you’re not at a table and I’m serving your food.
I like being a waitress, I guess.
But it’s the only time there’s friendliness in my life.
This city is cold.
It doesn’t care.
And it’s horrible the only time I can smile is when I’m working.
And then a mountain man shows up.
He tells me about his mountain town.
I’m ready to throw everything aside just to move to that place.
And if I happen to run into that sexy Daddy when I get there, he’s going to find a little girl ready to smile a whole heck of a lot.
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