The other two bears, Arthur and Paul, are a hot mess of a couple, given to loud bouts of BDSM sex in the quiet snowed-in nights. Papa bear, Marcus is gruff and hiding some deep hurt.

The three bears were gay, but they were the manliest of men.” “They had thick muscles and beards and knew how to wrangle generators and drive snowmobiles… fell trees and drank whisky straight from the bottle. When he realizes they all play for the same team, Frankie takes to thinking of them as ‘the three bears’. They’re quite the opposite of Frankie the three woodsmen are manly-men. They welcome Frankie into their snug-as-a-bug little cabin and all settle in to wait out the killer snowstorm. Slender, blond ’n fabulously swishy ( ‘don’t call him girly’), Frankie thinks this is the end… they’ll find his fashionably-dressed, frozen-cold body out in the middle of nowhere…īut he gets rescued by three burly backwoods lumberjacks. Let It Snow follows a lost in the woods, ‘Goldilocks and the Three Bears’ kinda theme. Lost and alone on an isolated country road through the big, bad forest, he drives into a ravine to avoid hitting a moose. It’s almost Christmas, and he’s on a short holiday, heading home just when the storm hits. Frankie Blackburn gets lost easily, he just can’t figure out the GPS. There’s a big ’ole winter snowstorm blowing through the northern Minnesotan backwoods. Warning: Contains power outages, excessive snowfall, and incredibly sexy bears.Ĭan you say Goldilocks and the Tree Bears? Could the man who won’t live in the country and the man who won’t go back to the city truly find a home together? Because the longer it snows, the deeper they fall in love, and all they want for Christmas is each other. But as the northwinds blow and guards come down, Frankie and Marcus find they have a lot more in common than they don’t.

Marcus Gardner wasn’t always a lumberjack-once a high-powered Minneapolis lawyer, he’s come home to Logan to lick his wounds, not play with a sassy city twink who might as well have stepped directly out of his past. Being rescued by three sexy lumberjacks is fine as a fantasy, but in reality the biggest of the bears is awfully cranky and seems ready to gobble Frankie right up. Stylist Frankie Blackburn never meant to get lost in Logan, Minnesota, but his malfunctioning GPS felt otherwise, and a record-breaking snowfall ensures he won’t be heading back to Minneapolis anytime soon. BLURB: The weather outside is frightful, but this Minnesota northwoods cabin is getting pretty hot.

Let it snow heidi cullinan