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FFM menage romance novella
A sexy bartender who loves Christmas. His friend-with-benefits who hates the season. When they both fall under the spell of sweet-as-sin Candie, will she bring them closer or tear them apart?
Aidan Callahan loves Christmas. His family makes it a big celebration and he does his best to carry on the tradition. Every ornament on his huge Christmas tree has a story and holds a special memory.
He’s been hooking up for six months with Val Stenzler and would like to get closer to her, including sharing his love of Christmas. But aside from their hot sex sessions, she holds him at arm’s length. What’s the problem?
Val hates Christmas. The most devastating, humiliating event of her life happened at Christmastime two years ago, and she’s still trying to get past it. There’s no room for fruitcake or mistletoe in her life. As far as she’s concerned, the holiday season can’t pass quickly enough.
Christmas suddenly becomes a lot more interesting when Val and Aidan meet Candie Hurley. She’s as sweet as her name, as sparkly as tinsel and as mysterious as the Northern Lights. Aidan and Val both fall under her spell, but will the night
they spend with her bring them closer together or tear their relationship apart?
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Aidan sat in the armchair across from them. His eyes were heavy-lidded, his gaze intense. Silence gathered around the three of them.
Candie spoke first. She let her hand drift down Val’s arm, stroking gently. “Don’t be mad at me, Aidan, but I told Val your secret.”
“My secret?” He hardly seemed to hear the words, just repeated the last few like an echo.
“That you like her. For real. As more than just a fuck buddy.” She leaned in, swept a strand of Val’s hair behind her ear.
“It’s true,” he answered. “But every time I make a move, suggest anything other than a booty call, she runs like a scared rabbit. She won’t even have a coffee with me.”
“She won’t? That doesn’t make sense. You’re a really nice guy.”
“I like to think so.”
“I told her that seeing us kiss maybe made you a little jealous.”
“Well, how should I feel? I mean, we’ve been kicking it six months, and she won’t even grab a drink with me. She picks you up a few hours ago and you’re already sucking face. What’s the deal?”
“I don’t blame you.” Candie gave him a look from beneath her lashes. “But tell the truth. Did it turn you on a little too? Seeing us kiss?” She smiled when he hesitated. “It’s okay to admit it.”
He leaned back in his chair and gave a little shrug. “Well, hey. I’m a guy, you know?”
Candie nodded. “Sure. You’re a guy.” She lowered her hand to Val’s thigh.
A sizzle streaked through Val, straight to her pussy. Not only from Candie’s touch, but from the heat in Aidan’s eyes. He watched intently as Candie lightly flexed her fingers on Val’s leg.
Rattled, Val gulped her wine and set off a coughing jag when it went down the wrong pipe. Tears streamed from her eyes.
Candie took the cup from her and set it aside with her own. “Are you all right?”
She cleared her throat and wiped her cheeks. “Yes.” No. She was sweltering, steaming with lust. Wet heat pooled between her legs. Her heart hammered in her ears.
Candie’s warm breath tickled her ear. “You want us both, don’t you, Val?”
Val’s breath rushed out in a long sigh. “Yeah.”