Dear Rosie, - S.J. Tilly

Rosie\n I was eight when Nathan moved away.\n He was my best friend.\n My only friend.\n My safe space.\n And then he was gone. And my life turned into Hell.\n But I survived.\n I broke free and made a life for myself.\n And I tried to forget about the boy who grew up to be Nate Waller, the famous retired football player.\n I really did try to forget.\n But then I opened the door, while working at a client’s house, and he was there. Standing before me.\n My old friend.\n My unwitting confidant.\n My Nathan.\n Except… he doesn’t recognize me.\n Nate\n The curvy little redhead captured my attention the second I saw her.\n And I knew I needed to have her.\n Needed to know her better.\n Needed to get my hands on her.\n But when I did.\n When she moaned my name. My full name. It all came rushi