When I went out for my twenty-first birthday, all I wanted was a few drinks and a night out with my friends but what I ended up with was so much more that what I'd expected. A night of frivolity with the girls soon ended up being a night to remember when we were invited to the VIP area of the hottest club in town to see my favorite DJ and when I met him, I knew my life would never be the same. A one night stand and a year later, I found myself raising a beautiful baby boy by myself and though he was the greatest blessing I'd ever received, money was tight and times were getting pretty hard, but I was managing. As luck would have it, I ran into Trent Mandrake one day as I was walking and after a brief conversation, I informed him of his child. His reaction was the absolute worst and after the uncomfortable encounter, he handed me a business card and informed me that he wanted me to have a paternity test done and then we could handle things from there. After the test, he made it clear that he didn't want anything to do with us but would help out financially and that was better than nothing at this point, but I wanted my son to have his father. I wondered if there were any way that Trent and I could ever make some sort of relationship possible and the more that I saw him, the more I wanted to be near him. Could things between the rich and arrogant philanthropist ever work out or would I always just be another bill that he had to pay? Could we ever find that spark that we had on the night we met or was I doomed to want him from afar and be doomed to forever just be nothing more than his son's mother?