My boss is asking me to work late. Again.
It's not a frivolous request. As a powerful man who runs a demanding, multi-billion-dollar corporation, he needs all the help he can get.
As a single mother, I love my job, but I'm worried about my son.
My mother should be enjoying her golden years instead of babysitting her grandson every other night. And, more than anything, I want my little boy to know how much his mother loves him.

Then one night, we do more than just work after hours.
We know right away that this is more than just a fling.
We respect each other. We share the same goals. And, before we know it, our hearts are involved.
But I'm not like the other girls he's dated.
My family comes first, and my son will always be number one in my life.
If he wants to put a ring on my finger, he needs to show me that he's ready to be a father.