Scott was scoping the boys on the dance floor. Scott was looking for friends that fortunately never showed up. One glance led to another, and soon they were shouting over
the booming sounds of the latest
dance remix.

"Scott."
"What? I'm Scott."
"Scott."
"What?"
"Vodka tonic."
"No! What? Me, too!"

And we found even more things in common: Fireplaces and red wine. Mountains and lakes and sunrises
over the ocean. A cup of coffee and
a morning full of writing.

It was a good start, and now a few years later, we're still together. From our place in Boston to California wine country, from St. Croix to Bourbon Street to Key West.

We've been all over, weathered a
few storms, and come away convinced other gay men share our love for romance. And we want to share it with you.

A common name. A common dream.
A common love. That's what Romentics is all about.