Chapter 1

I came to live with my Aunt Vickie about six months ago and I do the books for her. I live in the mother-in-law suite behind the main house. I rarely ever go into the main house. I do all my work at my house and am pretty closed off. I walk into the main house to get Vickie to sign off on the bills for me to pay and then head back out to my little hideaway. Before I do, I see him. I pass some Mayans as they walk in and I nod as I pass with my head down. I've seen him before. Tall, sexy, bad boy swagger to him. Hair you want to just run your fingers through. As I pass, he says "Hey." as he nods and I just shy away and hurry out the back door. I almost run to my apartment and shut the door. I see him every few days here and he's the most beautiful man I've ever seen. I sit down on the couch as reality sets in. He's in the main house, right now, probably with one of the girls on his lap. It hits me that it will never be me. Even if I could get the courage to talk to him, he'd never go for a thick girl. Who am I kidding? I put the paperwork down and start getting the checks ready to mail out in the morning before heading to bed...alone...again...thinking about him.

I wake up the next morning and hear the bikes leaving. I walk into the main house and pour a cup of coffee before heading back out to my apartment with my head down. "Morning Riley." Vickie says. "Morning V." I say back. "You okay?" she asks and I just nod my head yes. "No she's not." One of the girls says. Vickie looks at her and then back at me and asks "What's wrong?" Before I can answer, Callie answers for me. "She's got a thing for one of the guys and won't even talk to him." she says. Vickie looks at me and asks "Who?" I look down at my coffee and say "Doesn't matter." before turning to walk away and Vickie grabs my arm. "Who is it Riley?" she asks. "Angel." I say before pulling away and walking out the door and back to my house.

That evening, I am in the kitchen getting a bottle of wine to take out to the house when I hear the bikes pulling in. Great. I get the wine and popping the cork before heading towards the back door. When I open the door, he's standing there. "Excuse me." I say softly as I lower my head and slide by him. "Have a good evening." Angel says as I pass and I hurry out the door and to my apartment. Shit. I get inside and lock the door before popping the cork and taking a long pull from the bottle. Wine just won't do it tonight. I look out the window and can see inside the main house. I see him sitting there with Callie on his lap. I walk away from the window with tears in my eyes. That will never be me.

I don't leave the house for the next three days and I don't speak to anyone, just keeping to myself when there's a knock on my door. I open it to find Vickie standing there. I let her in and we walk to the couch. "Alright Novio, talk to me." she says. "Nothing to talk about." I say. "You've not left this house in three days. Talk to me." she says. I sigh and say "I saw Callie with Angel the other night, sitting in his lap making out. I know she's just doing her job but, V, that will never be me. He'll never notice me like that." I say as the tears start falling again. "You don't know that." she says. "Yes. I do." I tell her. "How do you know?" she asks. "V, I can barely speak to him. He says hi and I clam up and run like a little fucking school girl." I tell her. "Then let's change that." she says. "What?" I ask confused. "I think I have a solution to your problem." she says as she places her solution in my hand.