~September 21, 1982~
Vanessa danced while she cooked breakfast in Scotty's neat little kitchen. Everything felt different now. September 17th had not only been her eighteenth birthday, but also the day that she had lost her virginity and the day that Scotty Tremont had asked her to be his wife.
They'd been back home for two days and still her heart would skip a beat as she realized that her childhood dreams were coming true. Time had continued to move forward but Scotty hadn't changed. He was still the sensitive, intelligent nurturer that he had been when they were children.
How could she not fall head over heels in love with him despite all of their differences? Back when they were kids, people called him w*********h because his mother was a drugged out hooker and his family was so p
