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

“The Center of the Community,” Cole read the brightly colored mural that decorated the front of the building.


“Bringing families together for the good of us all,” Wyatt added. “That’s the subtitle. You probably can’t see that from here. Kinda silly, really.”


“Kinda silly?” Cole asked. “Are you kidding? I think that’s so cool. Is that what I’ll be doing? Bringing people together? How can you think that’s silly? I can’t wait! Are those the families?” He pointed out the window at his soon-to-be coworkers.


Wyatt boomed in laughter. “Geez, you’re so positive! Are you always like that?”


“No, those are my volunteers. I told Margaret that I needed someone with managerial experience to hopefully wrangle everyone into a cohesive unit. You didn’t mention that you had management experience. She did speak to you about that, didn’t she?”


Chapter 7