This year M/M romance readers have been blessed with an abundance of wonderful new Christmas stories to read (in addition to all of the wonderful ones previously available). Christmas Lane by Amy Aislin is a great addition to the group.

All Zach wants is to be wanted by someone for himself and not to be used for just a one-night stand. Holland is very attracted to Zach but he’s 15 years older and just doesn’t see how a man so much younger could be interested in him.

Christmas Lane is a great story with the very best of the Christmas spirit woven throughout it. Neighbors helping neighbors, a Christmas parade, a Christmas festival and two people falling in love. I loved both Zach and Holland. They each have insecurities that affect how they interact with each other and they must overcome them so they can have the relationship they both deserve.

This story has a rich cast of secondary characters and I hope at least a few of them will get books of their own as the series continues.

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Holland dragged a thumb over Zach’s cheek, causing Zach to break out in chills, and lowered his head again.Zach met him halfway this time, and it was…perfect. Sweet. Disney-channel worthy tame. Just lips against lips and breathing each other in.

Until Holland tilted Zach’s head, slanting their mouths together, and probed at the seam of Zach’s lips with his tongue.

Zach opened, a combination of excited, anxious, and curious. But, to his surprise, Holland didn’t swoop in and take over. He coaxed. He teased. He seduced.

One hand settled at Zach’s lower back, drawing him in, snuggling their bodies close. The other cupped Zach’s neck. He was hard and firm all over and, cocooned in his embrace, Zach had never felt more cherished. And in this one simple act, where Holland held him so carefully and didn’t push and pressure, Zach had never felt more desired.

They were both breathing unsteadily by the time they separated. Holland’s eyes were at half-mast as he swept that damnable thumb over Zach’s wet lower lip. Zach nipped it playfully, and Holland smiled at him.