Since my twenty-first birthday, I expected to be able to move on with my life. To work on my art and pretend that weekend had never happened. That I hadn’t fallen for a complete stranger. But a bump in the road put me onto a different path, one that I have no idea where it led to. At least, not until Drew walked through the door of my new house. The man I still spent hours drawing because his face was engraved into my mind, was now inserting himself into my life, with no intention of ever leaving. It seemed like this time, neither one of us was going to let this end in goodbye taillights.