Even without using the grill, the steaks were delicious. Remy and Lane lingered in the kitchen at the table long after their plates were empty. Braden took his video game into the main room, where he sat on the sofa in front of the fire. When Lane’s beer was finished and Remy’s wine glass empty, Lane cleared the table and washed the dishes while Remy closed the blinds and turned off the porch light. Then he plugged in the Christmas tree and found a comfortable spot beside his son on the couch. This time, he made sure it was he who sat in the middle. He wanted Lane beside him on Christmas Eve, and didn’t want to lose another opportunity to cuddle with his lover.
And, if they were lucky, maybe they could finally manage a little more than just cuddling later.
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