Rob Matthews

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

Wyatt gathered him up into his arms and held him while he cried. “Of course I can. I have you and that’s all I need. I swear it.”


They sat in silence for a long time, just being in the moment, holding each other, breathing. After a while, Oliver broke the silence. “Why are weekends weird for you?”


After a moment of silence, Wyatt took a deep breath and said, “Because he’s not here.”


“Same.” Oliver said quietly. Another stretch of quiet followed.


“I’m always going to be grateful to him, you know,” Wyatt said.


“He brought me back to you. I could have lost you.”


“I could have and you know it. He brought me back to life and he made me see what I have. Man, he’s so fucking awesome.”


Chapter 20