Merry Cuckmas, Alex! - Chapter Three

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Robert shouldered through the door first, boots shedding snow in wet clumps that melted quick on the cabin’s worn, and behind him loomed Cyrus, ducking the lintel with a grace that belied his size. From the moment Alex clocked him, framed in the threshold like a goddamn statue, he couldn’t tear his eyes away. Cyrus was even more handsome up close, impos…