If Only In My Dreams

More steamy holiday stories, more Keira Andrews's. This time, I've got "If Only In My Dreams."

["To be home for Christmas, they must bridge the distance between them.

Charlie Yates is desperate. It’s almost Christmas and his flight home from college has been delayed. For days. Charlie promised his little sister Ava he’d be home for her first holiday season since going into remission from leukemia. Now he’s stuck on the opposite coast and someone else grabbed the last rental car. Someone he hasn’t even spoken to in four years. Someone who broke his heart.

Gavin Bloomberg’s childhood friendship with Charlie ended overnight after a day of stolen kisses. With years of resentment between them, they don’t want to be in the same room together, let alone a car. But for Ava’s sake, Gavin agrees to share the rental and drive across the country together.

As they face unexpected bumps along the road, can Charlie and Gavin pave the way to a future together?"]

This novella is advertised as enemies-to-lovers. But to be honest, it's more like friends-to-lovers-to-enemies-to-even-worse-enemies-to-friends-to-lovers. Then again, that's a little complicated, so I guess we can just to with the standard enemies-to-lovers.

Plus the never-gets-old there's-only-one-bed trope. And Christmas/Hanukkah lights/candles lighting up a middle-of-nowhere motel room (this one had two beds....guess you'll have to read the story to find out if they used both).

Trigger Warning: talk of death/dying/hospitals, homophobia, homophobic thinking (because straight, cis-het people can have a marriage and children and a happily ever after, but no one else can, obviously), etc.

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