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

And Smoke? Smoke believed in saving people, sure. It was a big part of his life. It wasn’t his entire life, though. He had other things going on. Alpha Team were his friends and his colleagues. He wasn’t ever lonely, and something in him cried out that Gin had to be alone like this.


“I like it out here.” Gin spoke up as he did what he could to tidy up the cabin. “It’s peaceful, you know? I feel bad for enjoying it, and I know I’m going to go stir crazy by the time the night is over. But how often do we get to go for this long without training or fighting?”


Chapter 13