Everyone has ghosts that follow them throughout their lives. Ghosts of the past they wish they'd left behind, ghosts of love they once turned down, ghosts of regret and ghosts of loss. Ghosts of guilt. We all have them. I do.

“We weren’t going to be apart for a minute, not if I could help it. If that made…”

“With one hand she popped the button on my pants. She dropped to her knees. I go…”

“Shit. Dean and I had gone from workout buddies to acting like a bunch of overan…”

“You’re my home, Perry. And I will be yours.”