Here's another favourite quote from Chapter 11:
Ennis woke up wrapped around Jack, his head on Jack’s chest, their legs twisted together beneath the sheets. Ennis had never been a cuddler, he didn’t like anyone touching him while he slept. Alma teased him about it, but he sensed her undercurrent of hurt, stung by the fact that he didn’t want her too close while his body rested. But sleeping with Jack, that turned out to be different. Jack followed him around the bed like a heat-seeking missile, some part of his body always in contact with Ennis’s, foot, hand, full body press. And the funny thing was, if Ennis woke up and Jack wasn’t touching him, Ennis solved that problem immediately, curling around Jack’s back, drawing Jack onto his shoulder, searching for a free hand. Jack managed to break all of Ennis’s rules, both big and small, inserting his own game plan into every facet of Ennis’s life.I enjoy reading hot, steamy sex scenes as much as any bloke, I guess. But I especially love this because it is such a gentle, subtle description of Jack & Ennis' sweet love-making. Their loving protocol with each other whilst in bed. And there's not many of us who don't enjoy waking up on a chilly winter morning, the sound of rain on the window pane, snug under the doona, securely wrapped in the arms of the one we love.
Speaking of whom, here's another pic on my chum, the Ennis look-alike. I sure would like to wake-up with him in my bed on a cold winter's morning! Or
any morning, for that matter!