Three Swedish Mountain Men

by Lily Gold

I snuggle back into the sofa cushions. God, this is the life. Fire crackling in the fireplace. Snow falling outside the windows. And a hot man on either side of you, keeping you warm. I could fall asleep right here.

I cannot believe this is happening. I’m sitting between two men making a move on me,

Even though I keep buying more bookshelves, I can never keep up with my book-buying habit. It’s probably a diagnosable addiction at this point.