Happy Birthday, Oscar
Prologue
Oscar looked in the mirror and decided that, for 48, he didn't look half bad. Today was his birthday, but only Jaime, Steve, Rudy and Callahan knew that, and they were sworn to secrecy. He'd never been big on parties, presents or birthday hoo-hah, and he didn't need to be reminded that he was now a year older. The only woman he truly loved, the one his heart ached for, was 20 years younger and didn't seem to have any romantic interest in him at all. Was it his age, or the fact that he was her boss? Maybe, even though Jaime didn't remember or acknowledge it, her heart truly did belong to Steve. Today, like every day, Oscar planned to forget by burying himself in his work...
Jaime found a bench next to the Tranquility fountain and sat watching the water and thinking about Oscar. She'd found herself doing that more and more lately, but was resigned to the fact that he'd probably never know. How could she ever tell her boss - her boss - that she couldn't stop thinking about him and those thoughts made her whole body tingle? She had to tell him, but knew she never could...
