Tate D’Angelo always thought he knew who his father was: beloved doctor, devoted husband and father ... Everyone at the funeral shared the same glowing stories of a kind soul. So when his father’s old college buddy, Randy, approaches him after the service, Tate expects to hear echoes of the same.<br><br>Instead, he gets a lifetime’s worth of letters that tell a different tale and cause him to view his father -- and his family -- in a whole new light.<br><br>The truth, about a secret romance kept buried for decades, astonishes him. Overwhelmed by grief and confusion, Tate’s unsure if he can bear learning how the lives of two men entwined over the years, but he reads on anyway, discovering more to value, more to respect, and most importantly, more to love about the man who raised him.

Family Obligations

The Marine who’d shot him snarled and raised his weapon. Gin narrowed his eyes and focused on the gun. The chances that these Marines, stationed in Virginia, had somehow prepped for arctic temperatures was minimal at best.


The Marine’s face when the gun froze was absolutely worth it.


Gin rose to his feet and ignored the coppery taste in his mouth. He took the Marine’s gun and bashed him in the face with the butt of the now-useless weapon. The guy went down like a log.


None of the other Marines were paying any attention. They had all gathered around a wooden box, set up on its side. Gin swallowed the lump that formed in his throat and grabbed his communicator. “Um, Shocker?”


Shocker didn’t need to be told. Gin heard a brief burst of static as his commander let out a quick order. “Transit, get everyone out now!”


Chapter 3