Crawling Into Bed With J.K. Hogan
And a Good Book
Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?
Egyptian cotton. Believe it or not, silk is way too insulating and I’m terribly hot natured.
What are you wearing?
Inside out pajamas. Pregnancy makes my skin really sensitive to seams and such. I’m soooo glamorous.
What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?
Salt & vinegar chips, donuts, and the maximum amount of coffee I’m allowed. (Again, the glamor of pregnancy cravings and caffeine restriction)
If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?
Um… A conglomeration of junk… and my Hi-Point 45 caliber pistol… Don’t usually keep it in there, but a poor old woman was robbed at gunpoint not too far away from us recently. Ain’t gonna happen in this house.
Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?
Assuming I can sleep, which is a big assumption, I’d have to say burrito.
Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?
Not if you want to be invited back.
What are we reading?
Unbreak Broken (Coming About, #3)
Rory Donovan’s life is a hot mess. His marriage is failing and he’s in intensive psychotherapy, working through the unfortunate side effects of memories from a childhood trauma. The only thing good in his life right now is his job—teaching photography to gifted high school students.
Harbor Patrol officer Bennett Foster is co-parenting his teenage daughter with his high school best friend Jessie. When he meets Addison’s teacher and realizes they’ve met before, he can’t get the sexy stranger out of his head.
Striking up a sexual-tension-filled friendship, together they must help an angsty teenager deal with a dying friend. Bennett must keep his little family from falling apart while Rory struggles to come to terms with his new reality. Somewhere along the way, most unexpectedly…love happens.
Dr. Conlan treated me to a rare fond smile, almost motherly in its warmth. “I’m pleased to see you happier than you have been.”
I grinned back, but then my brow furrowed. “Does this make me gay?”
“Does that matter?”
“I don’t know. Should it?”
“I’ll never understand the fascination with labeling things that our society seems to have. To me, sexuality is as intangible as the universe. There’s no way to truly know what’s out there, and how it all relates to everything else.
“As humans, we seek to know, to understand, and somehow we feel that putting things in boxes and labeling helps us do that. But some things are fluid, changing and developing with the tide of the evolution of life. Do me a favor, Rory. Don’t put yourself in a box.”
I was dumbfounded, stunned speechless. I knew I’d remember Dr. Conlan’s words for the rest of my life, and I would try to stay as true to them as I could. “I won’t,” I whispered.
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