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Aiden and Tristan

Daring a snowstorm might not be the smartest thing Aiden Evans has ever done, but he can’t stand being in his flat a moment longer. With only three days to Christmas, he doesn’t want to be alone. He wants a place to belong, wants people around him who won’t look down on him. He might not find that at his mother’s place, but it’s better than being alone in the city. If he can make it there, that is.<br><br>Tristan Gardner is looking forward to a quiet night in front of the TV, but instead, he has to save an idiot in designer clothes from freezing to death in his forest. Tristan tries not to notice the man’s good looks, just like he has tried not to notice any man’s good looks for the last seven years. He knows where relationships go and is far better off living alone, with his dog, in his cabin.<br><br>Aiden is driving Tristan mad with his bratty comments and irresponsible ways, and Aiden is going crazy from Tristan’s judgmental attitude. Luckily, in a few days, the weather will clear up, and the two men won’t have to be together any longer. But will a few steamy nights with the grumpy lumberjack change Aiden’s mind about wanting to leave? And will Tristan still want to go back to his peaceful, predictable life without fear of getting his heart broken?<br><br>Contains the stories “Once in a Snowstorm,” “The Empty Egg,” “Happy Endings,” and “Just Words.”

Ofelia Gr?nd · LGBT+
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58 Chs

Chapter 43

Aiden hadn&rsquo;t been as…bouncy lately. He seldom laughed like he used to, and their sex life was, not dead entirely, but Aiden was always tired, and on those few occasions they made love, it was a subdued affair. Tristan rubbed his forehead. He almost didn&rsquo;t want to go home.

&ldquo;Spit it out.&rdquo;

Tristan started at Tom&rsquo;s gruff voice. &ldquo;What?&rdquo;

&ldquo;You&rsquo;re spacing out. I can&rsquo;t have you sawing off a leg or an arm simply because something is bothering you, so spit it out. What&rsquo;s going on?&rdquo;

&ldquo;Nah, it&rsquo;s nothing…&rdquo; He started walking towards his car. &ldquo;Jason hasn&rsquo;t said anything about Aiden, has he?&rdquo;

Tom pursed his lips. &ldquo;Like what?&rdquo;

&ldquo;I don&rsquo;t know. Like he wants to go back to the city or something?&rdquo;

&ldquo;Does he?&rdquo; Tom&rsquo;s concerned look made the knot in Tristan&rsquo;s stomach tighten.

&ldquo;Nah, it was just a thought.&rdquo;