When the five Trask brothers and their wives gather together for Christmas, they're all looking forward to relaxing and celebrating the holidays.
But when the Trask brothers decide to cook the Christmas dinner, it's one disaster after another, until they realize that love and family is what Christmas is all about.
This is a short holiday story of approximately 7,500 words and can be read as a stand-alone.
“This is going to be a great Christmas,” Garrett said. He unzipped a suitcase and rummaged through it. “I’m going to be Santa.” He held up a new red Santa suit.
“You mean I’m going to be Santa.” Alex raked a hand through his hair. “I thought it would be fun to pretend to be him. Dad usually does it for the kids when we spend Christmas there, so I thought I’d take over this year. I brought my own suit.”
Cole, Logan and Mitch looked at each other in dismay.
“I was going to be Santa.” Mitch frowned.
“Hell, I was too,” Cole growled.
“So was I.” Logan crossed his arms in front of his chest.
“What are we going to do?” Alex quirked an eyebrow. “We can’t all be Santa, can we?”
Sophie slipped into her silk and lace nightgown, trying to hide a smile at her husband’s disgruntled tone.
“And we all brought Santa costumes,” Mitch grumbled.
“So who’s going to be Santa?” she inquired, tugging him toward the bed.
“All of us.”
“That will be fun.” She kissed him softly on the lips. “Next year you can be Santa for him or her.” She placed his hand on her stomach.
“I can’t believe we’re going to be parents.” Wonder, passion and tenderness gleamed in his eyes. “You know I’ll be the best dad I can possibly be.” His tone was fierce.
“I know.” She cupped his cheek. “And I’ll be the best mother I can be.”
“I know.” He kissed her deeply, his love for her shining through the touch of his lips on hers, his tender caresses, and the soft murmur of his voice as he made love to her.