tequila rose  he tasted like tequila and the fake name i gave him was rose. <br> <br>four years ago, i decided to get over one man, by getting under another. a single night and nothing more. <br>i found my handsome stranger with a shot glass and charming but devilish smile at the end of the bar. the desire that hit his eyes the second they landed on me ignited a spark inside me, instant and hot. he was perfect and everything i didn’t know i needed. that one night may have ended, but i left with much more than a memory. <br>four years later, and with a three-year-old in tow, the man i still dream about is staring at me from across the street in the town i grew up in. i don’t miss the flash of recognition, or the heat in his gaze. <br>the chemistry is still there, even after all these years. <br>i just hope the secrets and regrets don’t destroy our second chance before it’s even begun.