Spend December with each of the McKenzie siblings as they start their own family traditions and try to keep the romance alive with the stress of the season.

Michael and Lily struggle to find a private moment together when the twins and new baby constantly need their attention.

Sebastian is aware of something that Carla should have known well before him.

Ruben and Rosie find the spirit of Christmas on the ice, and move forward with their life in a surprise that Ruben has planned.

Lucien is still haunted by ghosts of his past, but with Sabrina’s help, he’s finally able to move past it.

Ramon and Noah spend the evening of their wedding preparing for their honeymoon. (MM explicit chapter)

And the Epilogue, well, you’ll have to read the novella…

NT Times & USA Today Bestselling author, Lexi Buchanan brings you a novella to wrap up the McKenzie series.

Chapter One

Michael & Lily

Michael pulled Lily into his arms when she appeared after putting Sirena, their two month old baby, in her bassinet. “I talked to Sebastian and we’re closing McKenzie Holdings on the twenty-first until the fourth of January.” A grin split his face when she looked up at him in shock. “I don’t want to miss anything and I want to be around to help you with the children.” He caressed her face before he captured her hands and, with a slight tug, had her resting against his chest.

The fire in the hearth gave off a warm glow as the wood crackled and made the room cozy. That was one advantage to having an open fire and Lily loved how she felt romanced when Michael got the fire going. He always did it just for them.

The knowledge that her husband still wanted alone time with her, and that he would think of doing something she loved, gave her a warm, fuzzy feeling. Oh, she knew he wanted to get lucky, but that could happen anywhere in the house with them. She just loved the romance behind the thought.

“You’re okay with having me underfoot?”

Lily leaned into her husband and kissed him. “Of course I am. I love having you home with us. You should know better than to ask.”

“You were quiet so you had me worried.” Michael slowly caressed Lily’s hip as she settled against him.

“I was thinking about how much I love you,” she admitted. “I don’t know what I’d do without you and our children.”

“I love you too, honey.” He wiggled his brows. “I have plans for you, Mrs. McKenzie.”

Lily grinned. “Is that a fact?”

“Hmm.” Michael nuzzled the curve of Lily’s neck and teased her with his mouth. “Don’t you want to know what those plans entail?”

Lily gave a sexy laugh. “I think I have a very good idea.”

Michael’s fingers massaged and caressed Lily until she was sprawled out beneath him on the sofa. The hard ridge of his arousal pressed against her core and set her on fire.

Her husband only had to look at her to spread a liquid fire throughout her body. She was one lucky lady.

As her arousal grew, her nipples hardened, and she felt dampness on her breasts as her milk started to leak. That was the only drawback to breastfeeding; her breasts were always full of milk for Sirena and it leaked heavily when she was aroused.

Michael shifted and captured her mouth with his as his tongue swept inside. His hands played along her hip and stomach, teasing her until she writhed under him, begging for him to fill her up. As she reached up to trace a path under Michael’s shirt, Sirena cried out from her bassinet.

Michael sighed and dropped his brow to Lily’s chest. “I’ll get her.” He quickly kissed Lily’s lips before he climbed off and made his way to their daughter.

As Lily straightened and rearranged some of her clothing, she watched Michael as he gently lifted Sirena into his arms. The little one had only been asleep thirty minutes, but, even from across the room, Lily could see her chomping on her fists as she looked for milk.

The bassinet had been set up against one wall in the living room so that she was close to her parents until they went to bed. Michael would then carry her upstairs and place her in the crib.

Carrying her over, Michael sat next to his wife and tried to cradle his wiggling daughter. She wouldn’t settle and wanted something that Michael couldn’t give her.

Lily knew the routine, Sirena wouldn’t settle for the night until she’d nuzzled on her mother a few more times. Usually around eleven, Sirena would have her last feeding of the night and then was settled until six the next morning. She couldn’t complain really because she did get unbroken sleep.

Opening her shirt, she unclipped her bra and revealed an engorged breast with milk leaking. She felt like a faucet with no off switch sometimes.

Michael placed Sirena into her arms, and she watched as his face softened when his daughter latched on to her nipple with a greedy grunt before she started to nurse. Sirena’s small fist rested against Lily’s breast.

This time around, parenthood was different. Sirena was breastfed at every feeding, but the twins had alternated between breast and bottle to give her a break.

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“Do you miss being able to feed her?” Lily asked.

Something on his face must have given him away. Because, in truth, he did miss being able to give Sirena a bottle like he had with the twins. But how did he admit that without upsetting his wife? Upsetting Lily was the last thing he wanted to do.

“Michael, it’s okay. It’s written all over your face.” She offered him a small smile. “I struggle to express milk, but I’m thinking about trying a bottle each evening so I can have a little break. I thought you might like to give it to her.”

He nodded. “I’d love that.” He wrapped his arm around Lily’s shoulders and cradled his child in her mother’s arms. “I love you,” he whispered into Lily’s neck.

“I love you, too. Thank you for everything,” Lily whispered as she blinked back tears of happiness.

“Oh, sweetheart. It should be me thanking you.” Michael kissed her on the lips and groaned when the tips of their tongues met.

He craved intimate contact with his wife, but since she’d had Sirena, they’d only managed to make love a handful of times, and he was frustrated. Not just sexually frustrated, just frustrated in general.

Michael missed the alone time he used to spend with Lily before the twins arrived. Even after the twins arrived, they’d still managed to get time alone, which wasn’t rushed like it had become. Now that Sirena had arrived, their time together was limited. He knew Lily tried, but her time was always taken up with their children. He didn’t blame Lily and he knew it was just one of those things about having young children, but there were times when he felt lonely.

“You’re frustrated,” Lily observed. “I’m sorry.” She sighed and wouldn’t meet his gaze. “We need some time alone. Just the two of us with no interruptions.” Lily rested her head against Michael’s shoulder. “I miss you.”

“I can’t tell you enough how much I love you, and it won’t always be like this. Sirena is only a few months old, she’ll eventually start to settle earlier in the evening so that you’re not too exhausted to spend time cuddling with me.” Michael smiled, wanting her to know that she would always have him.

“We cuddle now, but I’m usually asleep within minutes of climbing into your arms.”

He chuckled. “If it’s any conciliation, I’m not usually that far behind you. Who knew having kids would be so exhausting?”

They chuckled together as they looked down at their now sleeping daughter. It was clear that Sirena had used Lily’s nipple as a soother.

He was uncomfortable behind his zipper. It was beautiful watching his wife nurse his child, but after, as she pulled the baby from her breast, her eyes dreamy with love and a soft smile on her lips, his heart stopped. The perfection of her skin on her bared breast made his fingers tingle with a desire to touch her. He’d become hard and horny as her eyes met his and a need flickered in her gaze. He’d probably come the minute he entered her with how aroused he was.

“Michael?” Lily pressed a hand against him.

He growled and gasped in pleasure as she stroked him, but he didn’t want to come in his pants, which was the way it was about to end.

“Don’t, babe.”

“But, you’re rock hard.”

“I’ll be fine.” He hoped. “Let’s get Sirena upstairs. It’s getting late.”

He stood and helped Lily to her feet while she cuddled their daughter against her chest.

Michael carried the bassinet upstairs and placed it on the stand in the corner of their bedroom. He watched as Lily bent and placed their daughter inside, who luckily stayed asleep.

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