Free A Billionaire Brothers' Christmas (BBW - Billionaire Brothers 6) by Jenn Roseton Page A

letter for Santa.”
Identical twin four-year-old boys looked up at Alex, serious
expressions on their face.
“Another one?” Alex dumped more suitcases
on the floor and took the list from them.
“Mommy said to give it to
you.”
“Did she now.” A smile edged the corner of
his mouth as he scanned the list written in crayon.
Dear Santa
Please bring our Christmas dinner this year
because Daddy told Mommy he’d take care of it.
Tommy and Tyler Trask
“What’s that?” Laura Trask tried to peer
over her husband’s shoulder.
“We’re giving Daddy our new letter for
Santa,” the twins piped up.
Alex wrapped an arm around his wife’s waist
and kissed her hair. “I’ll take care of it. You go and relax.”
She smiled at him, reaching up to kiss his
cheek. “You’re the best.”
His arm tightened around her for a moment,
before the twins claimed his attention.
Logan, Ellie, and their two-year-old
daughter Penny walked into the great room.
“It’s beautiful, Logan.” Ellie gazed
around the luxurious room.
“Not as beautiful as you.” He dropped the
bags and drew her into his arms. 
The two-year-old holding Ellie’s hand pulled
on her father’s leg. “Me too, Daddy!”
“Of course, my little princess.” He picked
her up, holding her in his arms. “We’d never forget you,
Penny.”
Logan and Ellie shared a secret smile. Just
after Ellie met Logan, she’d discovered that her long-lost mother
had been the queen of a European principality. It seemed only
fitting that they used “princess” as a term of endearment for their
daughter.
All five couples and their children explored
the mansion, choosing who slept where. The kids darted in and out
of the bedrooms, trying to decide which one they liked best, until
their parents stepped in and settled the matter for them.
Soon, the house was quiet.  All the
kids had been put down for a nap, the journey from Wyoming even
wearing out the eldest Trask child.
Maddie, Laura, Phoebe, Ellie and Sophie
gathered in the great room, relaxing on the soft, comfortable sofas
with lattes made from the fancy coffee machine in the kitchen.
Meanwhile, the Trask brothers gathered in
Garrett and Maddie’s bedroom.
“This is going to be a great Christmas,”
Garrett said. He unzipped a suitcase and rummaged through it. “I’m
going to be Santa.” He held up a new red Santa suit.
    “You mean I’m going to be Santa.” Alex raked a hand
through his hair. “I thought it would be fun to pretend to be him.
Dad usually does it for the kids when we spend Christmas there, so
I thought I’d take over this year. I brought my own
suit.”
Cole, Logan and Mitch looked at each other
in dismay.
“I was going to be Santa.” Mitch
frowned.
“Hell, I was too,” Cole
growled.
“So was I.” Logan crossed his arms in
front of his chest.
    “What are we going to do?” Alex
quirked an eyebrow. “We can’t all be Santa, can we?”
“We should decide on who bought their
costume first,” Cole said. “I bought mine in November, when I heard
Mom and Dad were taking Grandma on a cruise.”
“So did I,” Garrett said.
“Yeah,” Logan added.
“And me,” Mitch gritted.
“You don’t even have kids, Mitch,” Alex
said. “If we have to choose, it should one of us who’s already a
dad.”
    “I don’t have kids yet .
But I’ll be a dad in five months’ time.” Mitch glowered at his
older brother. “I was getting into the Christmas spirit. And I
didn’t think you guys would have even considered who would play
Santa this year. So I stepped up.”
“Good thinking.”  Garrett’s mouth
quirked at the corner. “I just wish we’d coordinated things a bit
better.”
“I know what you mean,” Logan said
ruefully. “I guess we’ve all been busy.”
“Yeah.” Alex exhaled. “You have no idea
what it’s like with twin four-year-old boys. They want to know how
everything works - all the time.”
“Just try having a five-year-old and a
baby. Both girls. I’m at their beck and call