Gorgeous, enigmatic, Jamie Snow works late forecasting the weather from his desk in the meteorology office.
Nathan sighs over the prospect of a holiday season with no one to love.
Jamie wonders if he’ll ever find a man to love who will accept his mysterious origins and talents.
One cold night, as Nathan finishes hoisting the wreath lights up the building where Jamie works, they meet.
The brilliant festive lights aren’t the only things to sparkle as the two men connect on a deep level.
Be delighted by a delicious, contemporary, gay romance with an edge of fantasy this season. Sometimes being different is awesome.
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Jamie Snow sat alongside Nathan. He glanced across at the man who stirred his frosty heart. He’s so attractive. Jamie hadn’t loved in a long time. He felt more than ready for it—longed for it on lonely nights. He wasn’t about to give up on the chance that this man might want a lover, that he was gay wasn’t in question. No straight guy looked the way he had at another man.
“My name’s Jamie, Jamie Snow.” He softened his voice as he spoke. The man beside him inspired tenderness and he felt a little prick of guilt. Using the weather to flirt with him had been inspired but maybe a little naughty.
Nathan drove the truck into a wide car lot that Jamie hadn’t known existed behind the furniture store on the end of the main street. “Here we are. The store allows us to leave the bigger rigs here every year. Jamie Snow—that’s an interesting name for a meteorologist—mine’s Nathan Bloom.”
Jamie’s smile infused his tone. “Yes. People tease me sometimes at work, they’ll know we’ve forecast it and as I walk by they’ll say, ‘here comes the snow,’ but I don’t mind. I like this name.”
“You’ve had others?” Nathan asked with a laugh.
Jamie didn’t want to reply. He waited. I won’t be lying to this lovely guy if I don’t answer.
Nathan turned off the truck engine and twisted to talk to Jamie. “It’s a cool name. Where do you live?”
It appeared he’d forgotten his question.
Happiness trickled into Jamie’s soul that the attractive man beside him liked his name, and used the word, cool. Eagerly, Jamie told Nathan his address on the outskirts of the town.
Nathan grinned, his eyes reflecting Jamie’s emotion. “I know it well. I live a couple of streets south from there.”
The rain stopped. He jumped down from the cab and hung around waiting for Nathan, who secured the aerial work platform and set alarms on both the cab and the boom of the platform. Jamie gazed at Nathan and sighed over the way his dark hair fell over his forehead as he bent. He soaked up the sight when Nathan reached up to check on something and both the gorgeous man’s jacket and shirt lifted to show a band of flat muscled stomach. He’s perfect. What with those sexy blue eyes and hot body, he’s—
Jamie had to stop his drooling as Nathan called to him.
“Let’s go. Mine’s the black SUV.”
Jamie followed to the car parked next to a gray sedan. He slid into the passenger seat when Nathan unlocked the door for him.
“Thank you for this.”
Nathan turned to Jamie, his azure gaze laden with attraction. “It’s no problem at all.” He started the SUV, switched on the heater, reversed out of the space, and exited the carpark.
An urgent need to keep Nathan with him longer than just the time it took to drive to his place made him nervous. Jamie searched desperately for words. “Can I offer you a drink … when we get to my place—to warm up? A coffee, or … well, I suppose you won’t want anything stronger as you still have the drive home.” Please let him say yes.
Nathan stilled his car at the last set of lights before the wide avenue that led to the area where both the men lived. He hesitated only a fraction, then smiled across at Jamie. “Sure. I’d like that. Coffee will be good.”
Warmth flooded Jamie. Joy lifted his spirits. The fun loving side of his character shook off his solitary gloom. “Good.” A smile wreathed his face as he gazed out of the window.
“How’d you know my jacket was in the cab?” Nathan’s question came out of nowhere.
Jamie’s stomach lurched. Should he admit he’d watched Nathan from the office windows? The meteorology unit took up the entire top floor of the last double office building. He’d walked from window to window to gaze out at the dark haired, muscled, and handsome man who stirred his repressed desire. Jamie had hoped Nathan would see him and their eyes would meet, but in the end, he’d had to go onto a balcony to attract attention.
“I saw you put it in there. I, well, I couldn’t help watching you work.” His voice fell to a whisper as he confessed.
Nathan gave him a sidelong glance as he turned the SUV into the road where Jamie lived. “I didn’t know I was so fascinating.” He smiled.
He doesn’t mind. Relief coated Jamie. “Yes—to me.” He slipped the words out. Let him know that I like him already. I want him. I need at least kisses. Let him want me…
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