A Lavender Yuletide

rom the nominations to be a US team goalkeeper at the 2026 Cup. Four days passed, and while Bay was out for a congratulatory dinne

with boarding a Sea-Tac flight he had booked enroute to the so-called Alpine Village's regional airport

t this time. "What are you doing here, Bay?" a perplexed Noel asked. "I should be asking you that," Bay retaliated, "why did you leave the house in such a hurry? You planned on leaving without telling me, right?" That was a quite difficult q

not argued this much in a long time, and it was a little bit surprising for them both, though Noel should have seen th

left in there, do you?" Nah, this was a matter of life and death for his partner. "Is Gaylord New York?" Bay replied with a smile drawn on his lips. "I am sure I'd find a seat, bab

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"a fable, and not worth a listen." That was a little bit too draconian to say, but this was just a normal scene of a blushing partner dissing their significant other. Amidst all the

to come out or not." Bay gave it a thought. His babe was seriously not himself, and he did not like that. The only way to get it off Noel's chest was to accept his suggestions concerning their rela

n one week of their visit to the Millers, regardless their stand on his sexuality. "I have a sugges

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ception hall and out the stiff double wooden revolving doors. Just the same way they were received with biting breeze as they stepped out of the plane, is the same way

the guy is her brother, Seth, who is a sergeant." Bay liked the sound of that. "Sergeant... I guess I have to pay my respect. "D

sed them though. She let him go, and he set his eyes on her brother, who gave him a handshake plus shoulder nudge. "Welcome home, bro," he said. "Hey, Seth," Noel smiled. "You're taller than me now," Seth placed both han

his hands slightly. "You're welcome to join us," Beth smiled. "Thank you, Beth," Bay cordially retu

'does he know?' facial expression, and the latter nods in response. "No need for the formalities," Seth put on a proud smile, with his shoulders pumped

ild." Gesturing her head towards a white Suzuki S-Cross parked across the driveway. Without a further waste

d yet. "No, I don't want any," Noel replied. "How about you? Have you gotten yourself a somebody?" he cross-questioned. "Me?" Beth grinned like a Cheshire ca

to ear. He just kept quiet, smiling in

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dly than before. "Well, that's funny," Bethany tittered. "I did not quite notice that, until now." Crimsoned by Bay's wisecrack, Noel placed his head on the side windows at the back of the car. Sensing how scarlet his boyfriend's face was, Bay was

ns at the front of the SUV. He gave Bay that death stare that meant he was not psyched up for his teasing. Bay understood the assignment and reposed his hindquarters on the booster se

udged Bay in his side, for making his cousin bothered. "No, Beth, I'm not cold yet," he replied. "Seth, can you turn back around?" Bethany entreated. "Why? Wait, did you forget something?" he asked, stealing one or two glances at her. "Yes, let's go to Kohl's, to get winter clothes." But they had pas

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further down, Bay was awestruck by the reverential beauty of the white sleigh park he saw through the car windows. "Oh, this is a resort too?" he asked as his eyes caught sight of heavy buildin

By the time they got to the nearly frozen fountain in front of main porch entrance, Noel sighted his parents waiting outside. "What are they doing outside

home, Victoria," she said to a middle-aged woman quite her size, before turning her face towards her son, placing her palms on his cheeks, rubbing them. "Mom,

caution, but with a smile. He would've thought Bay was just a worker, but he was too dressed up to be one. "Oh, mom, dad," Noel sighed. "Meet Bayern Fiddler, my..." Shit. "Colleague," Bay saved the day. Noel almost smashed the sour gr

his question. "I'll be right back," he said, walking over to the middle-aged woman and following after her. "That's my mother," Bethany said softly. "And this is my fiance, Binyamin Ra'anan," she tugged onto the arm of a guy the same height as Bay's. He thought within him, what a Semite was doing on a Christmas tree farm, even if he was engaged to a Christian. Weren't Jews supposed to marry