Finesse

Indelible scars and memories chase us like ghosts.

He was supposed to be coming home. But not like this, never like this. I'd always dreamed that one day Quinton Grayson would be mine. Now he's back and we're both dealing with paralyzing guilt. Does wanting him make sense when I have the responsibility to take care of my nephew? Quinton is holding back; dare I find out why?

When you're on the sand you're supposed to leave everything there. Unfortunately, I've brought it back to Arlington Heig...