Love found me three years ago. I'm cancer free, happily married to the love of my life, and working toward my dream career. Our life is complete. Perfect, really.
Or is it?
I've always wanted a family of my own, but never dreamed I could have one. Now Parker's ready to make my dream our reality. But sometimes our dreams are haunted by our deepest fears. Fears of failure, having a child, and in our case … death. How do I help the person I love get over his fear when I'm still trying to overcome that same fear myself?
Contains mature themes.
