Guilty pleasures are the cheesy admirations we do not want to admit to, for fear of what others may think. I have many of them. Some I still enjoy, and others I wish I could erase from my long-term memory.
With a slight hesitation in my step, I slowly approached the demi-god of my dreams as he was crossing the hotel parking lot. Jordan Knight’s dark black hair faded into the gloomy sky. His mysterious nature set him apart from the rest of the group of 20 he was with.