A freak snowstorm seemed like the perfect bonding experience. Anyone watching Oliver and Wyatt McKinsey from a distance would have thought the two men were having a great time throwing snowballs and building a snowman. The casual observer would never guess that, as a shooting star streaks across the sky, both men wish for a way out of their failing marriage.<br><br>Fortunately for them, a disaffected, chain-smoking elf hiding from her Christmas duties decides to give them what they really want. From the last of their good intentions and a little Christmas magic, she creates Cole -- a living, breathing embodiment of what Oliver and Wyatt once loved about each other.<br><br>Can Cole’s intense feelings for both Oliver and Wyatt help reawaken a love they think is gone? Is there a place for Cole in their marriage before time runs out and the spell is broken forever?

Snowman of My Dreams

His mind was brought back to the present when he heard Oliver’s distinct laugh echo through the house. “Damn.” He hurriedly rinsed the soap from his body and retreated towel-clad to the bedroom to dress. When he made it back to the living room, he found Oliver and Cole sitting on the couch, chatting over cups of coffee. Oliver’s body language really pissed Wyatt off. He was turned toward Cole, leaning forward, engaged, and smiling broadly.


“I’m surprised you’re up,” he said to Oliver. “Is it noon yet?”


The comment had the desired effect. Oliver sat up a little straighter and sat down his cup. “I heard you talking. Just keeping, Cole, was it? Just keeping Cole entertained while you take one of your epic showers. Everything come out all right?”


Chapter 6