We’re sitting with ankles entwined on the huge king-size bed in Jake’s bedroom, our backs against the padded headboard surrounded by a mountain of cushions, watching some action movie playing on his large flat-screen TV. Chinese food tubs are standing all over the bed around us, open and easy to reach for dipping into.  

I’m wearing one of his T-shirts after our not-so-clean bubble bath, and he’s in a pair of dark gray sweatpants, his torso naked showcasing his chiseled body ...