Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

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‘Girls, would you please set the table?’ you said loudly, with your back to them.

You were in the kitchen, carefully removing the tray from the oven to check it. The sea bass had been cooking for about twenty-five minutes, its skin crispy and the aroma of lemon and pepper filling your flat and making your mouth water. Next to it, on another tray, the vegetables — two carrots, a courgette and a pepper cut into strips — were already ready, golden brown and tender.

It was Christmas Eve, and you were preparing a dinner in the purest traditional Milanese style, as it should be. Outside, it was snowing, and you had all the blinds open just to enjoy the enchanting view of the snowflakes falling gently and sticking momentarily to the windows, which reflected the Christmas lights scattered throughout the flat. At your feet, the pair of piranhas you called your cats sat on their hind legs, waiting patiently for a piece of fish that would never come, no matter how much they made eyes at you and meowed.

‘We’re coming!’ you heard them both say from the living room.

Rina was the first to appear on your right, leaning on the counter with a half-empty glass of Pinot Grigio in her hand. She was wearing an adorable outfit, a red sweater with puffy shoulders and a black skirt, matching her short black hair and the headband that adorned it.

‘Is the fish ready?’ she asked, coming closer to sniff. ‘Woah, it smells so good!’ she smiled.

‘Almost, almost,’ you replied as you put the tray back in the oven, closed the lid and adjusted the temperature. ‘Five more minutes and we’ll take the vegetables out too.’

A couple of seconds later, Wony walked behind you and stood to your left to take plates out of the cupboards. Her outfit was a little less colourful than Rina’s, but it maintained the elegance she loved to wear: a black skirt, just like Rina’s, but with a khaki knitted jumper.

‘Do you need help with anything else, darling?’ your girlfriend asked, also taking cutlery out of a drawer near your feet.

‘Nope,’ you shook your head, taking a step back to look at them both. ‘Just go sit down and wait for the food, okay?’

‘Understood,’ Wony came up to you, gave you a little kiss on the lips, and turned to hand a couple of plates to Rina. ‘Help me with this, jagiya.’

The scene would have caused a stir for you eight months ago, when you still didn’t know how the hell you felt about Rina and exactly how she felt about you. But now that you were in this unconventional but happy relationship involving the three of you, you had gotten used to it. Whenever Wony kissed you, she kissed her. Whenever Rina kissed you, she kissed Wony. And whenever you kissed one of them, you kissed the other as quickly as you could.

That Wony liked Rina and vice versa was never a secret to you; it was obvious every time those two were together. A year ago, on that night when Aeri had also been involved, it was evident to you from the way they looked at each other and the way Wony chose to have Rina kiss her instead of kissing you. Not to mention the hunger with which they devoured each other’s pussies and other attitudes that gave them away.

It wasn’t an easy feeling to unmask, of course. Wony had told you that at first she thought it was just sexual attraction, just like it was for you. However, Rina had done everything she could to make you reconsider how you felt about her, even if it was unintentional, because you were sure that those were never the stupid cheese cat’s intentions, it just happened that way; she was a girl who made it easy to love her.

Two months had already passed since you made it “official”. You never stopped to think about how good a decision it was, or what the consequences might be in the future—even though you knew very well that they might not be entirely pleasant. It was simply the best decision, period. After all, it was the decision that, for now, made all three of you equally happy.

You would have time later to discuss whether it would lead to a good place or not. For now, you were happy with your two girls.

Dinner was ready exactly when you had calculated. You took the fish out of the oven, along with the vegetables. You placed both trays on the worktop to your right, where you combined both elements on the sea bass tray, ready to serve. All that was left was the pasta, which was already drained and waiting in the pot; you had mixed it with butter and dissolved saffron, with a little grated Parmesan cheese on top.

You picked up the tray with the steaming fish and carried it to the dining table, right in the center, next to the wrapped panettone waiting for dessert. Wony and Rina were already sitting across from each other, their glasses of white wine refilled, chatting and giggling.

Wony’s eyes lit up when the food was placed in front of her.

“Woahh!” she clapped her hands excitedly. “It looks delicious!”

You smiled. Every time you cooked something, your number one fan was always her. Partly because she loved you, and partly because that girl just loved food in general. Frankly, you didn’t care how much of each it was; all that mattered was seeing her happy when you cooked delicious things for her.

Rina, ironically, was more restrained in that aspect. Although, surely, at that moment, with her eyes darting everywhere and her hands on her thighs, it was because she was hungry and impatient. Her way of showing both feelings was, as funny as it was, by doing nothing.

“Oh, and wait until I bring the pasta, you’re going to die,” you said, and then looked at Rina. “By the way, go easy on the wine. I don’t plan on getting drunk today.”

“Speak for yourself,” Rina said, and took a sip of her wine.

“I’m going to hide the bottle.”

“Aniyooo!!” she whined with a couple of foot stomps, half-laughing.

“I don’t plan on getting drunk today either, honey,” Wony added.

Rina looked at her with raised eyebrows and pointed to her glass.

“Then why are you drinking too? Huh?” she asked.

“Because I was keeping you company until you decided to stop.”

“Oh yeah? And what if I never stopped?”

“We’ll never know,” Wony shrugged. “Because he already took the bottle without you noticing,” she looked at you.

Rina frowned, and looked to where the bottle had been before. Not finding it, she looked at you.

“Oh, come on!” Rina pouted. “You’re so boring!”

You chuckled, holding the bottle behind your back. Then you turned on your heel and walked towards the kitchen.

“Sorry, but I’m not going to let what happened that night after the Love Your W event happen again,” you said, placing the bottle on a corner counter.

“We all ended up equally drunk that night!” you heard her say, as you grabbed the pasta pot with two oven mitts and carried it to the table.

“Because you were the worst influence,” Wony replied calmly. “I’m pretty sure you were already a little tipsy when Ezio picked us up in the limo.”

Rina chuckled softly.

“Well, at least I wasn’t worse than Aeri.”

“At least she knew when to stop,” you said, hoping she’d catch the hint.

After placing the pot on the table, you took the tongs from your pocket and began serving the girls’ plates first.

“You talk as if you didn’t benefit from it,” Rina said playfully.

“I talk as if I had the worst headache of my life the next day.”

“But you had the best sex of your life the night before.”

“One thing doesn’t cancel out the other.”

“Um, can we eat now?” Wony asked, looking at the pasta on her plate. “Everything looks delicious and I’m starving.”

“Let me give the babies their food first.”

With the three plates served and everything ready on the table, you went to the kitchen, grabbed two cans of wet cat food, and served them to Rory and Helios. If the whole family was having Christmas dinner, then it was the whole family, period.