Once in a Snowstorm by Ofelia Grand

Author:Ofelia Grand
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christmas, happy ever after, lumberjack, mm romance, log cabin, masseuse, misunderstanding, enemies to lovers, loveable dog

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Tristan woke up warm and cosy. In his half-asleep state, he didn’t find it strange at all to grind his hard-on against the pert arse lying flush against his crotch. It wasn’t until there was an answering moan that Tristan’s eyes flew open and his entire body stiffened. What am I doing?

“No, don’t stop.” Aiden’s mumble sounded like it was uttered in his sleep, but Tristan wasn’t sure. Need clenched in his gut, and he tried to shove it away. He didn’t do one-night stands, and Aiden didn’t know what he was asking for.

One glance at the window told him they needed to get going. The dark was already thick outside, and even though it darkened early this time of year, it would take them some time to get to Jen and Luke’s on the snowmobile.

“Aiden?” He shook him lightly, only to have that firm bubble butt pressed against his still-not-dwindling erection. “Aiden, come on.”

“What?” Aiden stretched, not making it any easier for Tristan to hide the state he was in.

“We need to get going.”

“Yeah?” This time, the grinding was definitely deliberate.

Tristan gripped Aiden’s hip, his fingertips sinking into the flesh as he tried to still Aiden’s movements. “Yeah, Jen will expect us soon.” He didn’t like the way his voice had turned husky. He didn’t want Aiden to know how much his games affected him. Just to make sure it wouldn’t happen again, he slid over to the middle of the bed. He never lay on the other side.

“Okay, okay.” Aiden started to get up, and Tristan couldn’t help but chuckle. As he stood and stretched, Tristan allowed himself a moment to admire Aiden’s body—or what little he could see of it in the dark. He was short but definitely proportional. He wanted to see the muscles move under the skin. He was lithe but strong, and obviously bendy. Tristan’s heart picked up speed as he remembered Aiden standing with his arse in the air doing yoga—if that was yoga, then Tristan wouldn’t mind watching Aiden do some more.

“Are you coming?” Aiden looked back over his shoulder.

Tristan started to get out of bed. “I’ll bring a change of clothes for you so we can shower.”

“Whatever.”

“Care to tell me why you get your knickers in a bunch whenever I suggest you do something?”

“I don’t wear knickers—”

Too bad. Tristan wouldn’t have minded seeing Aiden in a flimsy pair or two. He’d bought a pair for Paul once—it had not been received the way Tristan had hoped. But he’d learned his lesson—never suggest your partner should wear knickers for you, or the relationship will end with your partner fucking around.

“—and it’s only when you’re being patronising.”

“How the hell is ‘I’ll bring a change of clothes for you so we can shower’ patronising?”

“It’s not the words. It’s what it implies.”

Tristan squeezed his eyes shut. He wasn’t following. “And what does it imply, that I think you’re in need of a shower? Because that’s not what I meant. I simply thought you’d enjoy one.”

“See

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