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A week of no-strings fun in a winter wonderland setting. No consequences, no expectations, no hurt feelings. Right?
Henry:
Finding his boyfriend in a compromising position leaves him with a week off work and no holiday to go on.
A night of vodka, ice cream, and his sister’s sympathetic ear is the only way to deal with it.
It’s also how he finds himself on holiday alone a few weeks later, at an English holiday village in the countryside, surrounded by Christmas cheer and happy families.
He’s expecting a week of relaxing days and early nights, doing his own thing, and taking some time for himself. And hopefully finding some festive spirit along the way, because it’s sorely lacking at the moment.
What he’s not expecting is Dom.
Dom:
Coming to somewhere so familiar soothes his broken heart after yet another failed attempt at finding someone to settle down with. He’s ready. They never are.
Seeing a lost-looking stranger on the first day of his holiday triggers his protective instincts, so he steps in to give him some helpful advice.
Who knew that advice would mean they end up spending the day and then the whole week together? But he figures a holiday fling is exactly what he needs to get through this slump: no expectations, no misunderstandings, no heartbreak.
Or that was the plan.
He knows Henry wants more, but he doesn’t trust himself where his heart’s concerned.
He doesn’t trust Henry not to break it.
A Christmas MM romance featuring a meet-cute, a sexy holiday fling, a meddling but awesome sister, a teeny bit of angst, and a festive HEA.
Dom lowered himself to sit on the pool edge, stomach muscles bunching and releasing as he eased into the water. Henry licked his lips, eyes tracking the water droplets running over Dom’s broad, inked shoulders as he leant his arms on the side and grinned. “Come on in.”
That smile did funny things to Henry’s insides, and he quickly slipped into the water before it did things to other parts of him too. Cooler than he was expecting, he gasped and turned to glare at Dom. “It’s cold.” At least he didn’t have to worry about embarrassing semis.
Dom rolled his eyes, but his smile remained. “It’s not cold. The surrounding air is warm, that’s all. Besides, it’s supposed to be refreshing.”
Henry huffed.
Refreshing.
Fucking freezing, more like.
Henry floated onto his back and tried to get used to the cool temperature. I guess it’s not so bad.
Dom copied him, his hand brushing Henry’s as he floated alongside him.
Not bad at all.
Annabelle Jacobs lives in the South West of England with three rowdy children, and two cats. An avid reader of fantasy herself for many years, Annabelle now spends her days writing her own stories. They’re usually either fantasy or paranormal fiction, because she loves building worlds filled with magical creatures, and creating stories full of action and adventure. Her characters may have a tough time of it—fighting enemies and adversity—but they always find love in the end.
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