Status Updates From The Companion

Brilliant !!! Beautiful writing...

Life would go on regardless, because that's what life did. It always would go on.

He'd never used the L word before. This instant weight of obligation it carried was crushing-a responsibility bigger than I could met.

Oh...come on, Shepherd, Marco is a good guy...

I have no idea how THIS story that he's dreaming about under hypnose could be connected to Shepherd.

But it has to be in some way!

"Strange thing is, I just found out my past is better-and worse-than I thought. That's even scarier, in some ways. It even feels like it's changed my future, and I don't know how."
"What scares me is how bad I want you to have a happy future."

It was time for me to face the reality that Stef’s killer would probably never be arrested, let alone convicted.

I'm not surprised. If a statesman is involved...

Why is Marco such against Shepherds attempts to find Stef's killer on his own? Does he know more than he gives away?

"Most life in an Italian household occurs in the kitchen or in the bedroom." He lifted his eyebrows.
"I cook in both."

"What would you like to eat?"

"I'd say you, but that would be a cheesy cliché. Worse yet, it would be true."

"Your smile is showing too many rows of teeth, officer."
He showed them all. "And I bite."

Erotic coaching? Mmmmm...That job looks really easy. After a PI. But it's from another book.

I'm going to read as many LAMBDA nominees as possible. And it is a one. IN a gay romance category. The comments sound provocative.
And I love provocative!

They lived in Orange County, and I discovered I needed to avoid talking politics with them after a brief and awkward exchange about funding for public education, precipitated by an innocent but ill-advised inquiry about their children’s school.

--Alright. This is hysterical. And for LA fans this is a good sense of place.

I bent forward to kiss him, and we became a pair of dolphins—arching, diving, playing, celebrating—rolling our jubilant dance in the incomprehensible vastness of ocean that held us, gave us this way of being together, wild and free.

“Show me an Italian man who’s uncomfortable in the kitchen,” he replied, “and I’ll show you an impostor.”

But Stevie just yanked that belt out of his hands, rolled it up, and held it for a while, right up in front of his face. Told Daddy never to touch him again or else, then handed his belt right back to him. He was one tough kid. Stevie said Daddy never did hit him again.

--This is highly effective, as is the vow to repay in equal measure.

“You’ve got a lot going on right now,” he said softly when I fell silent. That was Reggie-speak for “I can see you’re up to your ass in alligators, old son,” and I was grateful for the acknowledgment.

I’d become an explorer, mapping the erotic rivers and jungles of men, and an acolyte, celebrating the divine power men’s bodies contained.

--Noble endeavor.

I love this book! It's beautiful, completely different from other books I've read and makes me 'really' think about life...and stuff!

I couldn't get back to sleep, but I didn't want to. This was perfect. The heavy caress of his breath on my skin, the hot animal mass of him behind me held me motionless, content. I could sleep anytime.

It's taken me a while to get into this but I'm really starting to enjoy it now, going great!