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

“Does your power give you some way of getting accurate directions and driving on ice?” Smoke shook his head and reached for the soap. When Gin didn’t answer, he grinned. “Okay then. So you can see why I’m not exactly sold. You warned me it would be uncomfortable. I’m here, I’m alive, we’re getting through it. Let’s just keep getting through it and move the heck on, all right?”


Gin didn’t say anything, but they did keep showering. When they were done, they found someone from the hotel had dropped off some clean sweats for them to wear “complements of the International Falls Police Department.”


Smoke wasn’t sure how he felt about getting anything from cops, but he also didn’t feel like being naked when Gin’s team burst in the door. He put the sweats on and didn’t complain about it.


“I guess we were in the shower for a good long while.” A little spot of red brightened each of Gin’s cheeks. “Here, let’s get you under the covers.”


“Trying to get me back into bed, Gin?”


Chapter 18