Cody Laughman, a lonely firefighter in New York City, gets a blast from the past when his late father’s lawyer approaches him with news. It has been three years since Cody’s father’s death, the family house needs to be sold. Although Cody is glad to get rid of this part of his life, there is one final thing he needs to do -- fly home to Muffin, Alaska, and make the property presentable.<br><br>He expects this to be a quick visit, just cleaning up some old memories he usually ignores. But memories are stubborn, and on top of everything else, he finds a real Christmas elf living in the attic of his house. Not a tiny fairy, but a full-grown, deliciously handsome man. He doesn’t even have pointed ears.<br><br>But can Cody open up to the possibility of finding love, when the ghost of Christmas past is still haunting him?

The Firefighter in the Snow

Softly, slowly, Cody let his hand wander downward to where their obvious erections touched through fabric. He gave them a tentative brush and felt Candy’s back arch.


“Let’s take it upstairs,” he murmured into Candy’s ear. He sealed the words in with a quick lick across the other man’s temple.


Candy looked at him, a ghost of a smile on his lips. “You think I’m that easy?”


“I think you’re that easy,” Cody confirmed. To underline his words he gave Candy’s cock a squeeze through the jeans. With pleasure, he watched those green eyes fog up. “You’re liking this.”


A hand groped for Cody’s and pulled it away, back up to lay it flat against his chest. “Just because I like it doesn’t mean I think it’s the right thing to do.”


Chapter 12