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

Smoke ran his tongue along his teeth for a moment. “Which do you hate him for more—leaving you, or leaving the government team?”


Gin snorted. “The team. What did you expect? I didn’t own him. He had the right to break things off. It didn’t feel great and I’d be lying if I said it did, but I can’t let it affect my work. The team, though—that’s what bothers me most. He decided he was too damn special to have to obey things like laws or be held accountable for his actions. And that’s not something he should be forgiven for.”


Smoke raised an eyebrow. “I don’t think he’s exactly asking. Maybe that’s part of the problem.”


“Your problem, maybe.” Gin laughed a little. “Here, toss me the flask from my suit jacket.”


“A flask? Seriously?” Smoke shook his head, but he obeyed. “Was it a gift from Quake or something?”


Chapter 8