Let It Snow by Cari Quinn, Emily Ryan-Davis, Suzan Butler, Sadie Haller, Holley Trent, Vivienne Westlake Page B

question Garrett had asked loomed between them. He waited patiently for Leo to answer, but he wasn’t sure what Garrett wanted him to say. Neither of them were very good with words.
    “I do,” he said as he brushed a stray strand away from her face again. She’d curled up under the blanket. They both needed to get dressed, but he didn’t have the heart to wake her up just to put clothes on.
    “I see.” Instead of the relief he thought he’d see on Garrett, his expression was pained.
    “I thought this was what you wanted.” He locked eyes with Garrett as soon as he glanced up. “For me to love her. That was what would make it complete, right? Because as sure as shit, I’ve always been in love with you.”
    Garrett didn’t say anything and suddenly vulnerability tore a hole through his lungs, making it hard to breathe. He’d ripped open his heart and left it sitting on the table. He was just a plaything. Garrett didn’t love him, not really. He fisted the blanket with his free hand, the other squeezing Brianna’s arm like he wanted to make sure she was still there.
    “Listen, Garrett. I get it, okay? This isn’t going to work. You don’t feel the way I feel. That’s okay. I’m just going to enjoy Christmas tomorrow with my friends. We can have no strings attached sex all day together. Then you guys can go back to your perfect couple life, and I’ll go back to Fort Glasgow to my perfect single life and we’ll all be happy.” Happiness. The very word made him growl internally. There was no happiness without these two.
    “Is that what you think is going to happen?” He couldn’t read Garrett’s expression, but the tone was calm and his demeanor patient.
    He nodded. “It’s the only thing that can happen.”
    Garrett laughed as he stood. His dark eyes wandered over his sleeping wife, from her painted toes to her curled legs to her face tucked against Leo’s side. Then they lifted up to him, mischief dancing within them. “If you think that, Vasquez, you’re about the stupidest son of a bitch there ever was.”
    Leo’s face reddened as Garrett left the room. What the fuck did that mean? Was Garrett suddenly encouraging him in this “relationship” Brianna wanted? Had they not thought this through? They wanted a family. What would their kids think of Uncle Leo hanging out at the house all the time?
    He glanced down at Brianna, who slept as peacefully as she had before Garrett had come into the room.
    He smoothed her hair around her ears and sighed. He kissed the top of her head and whispered into her hair, “What kind of spell did you cast on me, darling?”
    A soft sigh was his only answer.
    ~*~*~
    Christmas Eve was spent watching as the snow continued to fall, blanketing the landscape, which Brianna thought looked like a white velvet coverlet. The news had said most of the roads leading up to the mountains were closed, which meant there was no way Leo could get away from them. They were stuck in the cabin until after the snow stopped.
    She was determined to convince him that this was right for them. It was the giant elephant in the room. They are accepted it was there, but no one wanted to acknowledge it was real.
    Men.
    Why hadn’t she become a lesbian?
    Of course, she knew the answer to that. She could take one look at Garrett’s strong biceps, or the ripple of Leo’s abs, and know. Nothing beat the feel of cock in her pussy. And it was even better when it was one of her men.
    Her men? Was she so convinced this could work that she’d already referred to them as her men? It didn’t make any sense. But there it was, as clear as bolded words on a page.
    Brianna grabbed a knit sweater from the bedroom and pulled it on as she walked through the living room. The tree’s lights reflected off the darkened window, looking like multi-colored stars against the midnight backdrop.
    Outside the snow continued to fall. The road, only a few hundred feet from the cabin, was already completely submerged in