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Rosie
I was eight when Nathan moved away.
He was my best friend.
My only friend.
My safe space.
And then he was gone. And my existence became 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.
Nate
The 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.
