Dear Rosie,

RosieI was eight when Nathan moved away.He was my best friend.My only friend.My safe space.And then he was gone. And my life turned into Hell.But I survived.I broke free and made a life for myself.And I tried to forget about the boy who grew up to be Nate Waller, the famous retired football player.I really did try to forget.But then I opened the door, while working at a client’s house, and he was there. Standing before me.My old friend.My unwitting confidant.My Nathan.Except... he doesn’t recognize me.NateThe curvy little redhead captured my attention the second I saw her.And I knew I needed to have her.Needed to know her better.Needed to get my hands on her.But when I did.When she moaned my name. My full name. It all came rushing back.Twenty-five years had passed, but in that moment I finally recognized her.My Rosie.My childhood friend.I may have forgotten about her. But I remember now.And this time I’m not letting her go.