Book Six: Chapter 87

“Husband make room. Best pie ever.” Tink placed the pie on Mike’s plate. “Everything nice woman makes tastes so good.”

“I’ve got plenty of practice,” Mrs. Claus admitted with a smile. “There isn’t a whole lot else I get to do up here.” She opened her mouth to say something else, but was interrupted by a loud banging sound from above.

“What is that?” Mike asked.

“That would be the Krampus. He is very upset that you all are here.” She leaned forward, the low cut apron revealing a ton of cleavage. It looked more like something a sexy maid would wear. “But he doesn’t dare come inside.”

“Why is that?” Mike asked. He waited for Tink to finish splitting up the pie, then took a bite. The crust was buttery and melted on his tongue, and the berries were a type he’d never had before. They started tart, then turned sweet in his mouth. “This is really good,” he admitted.

“Thank you. As to the Krampus...” She sighed and pulled off her apron. Mike couldn’t help but no