Every Other Weekend

It was only meant to be every other weekend. But now I need him every night. As a single mom, a relationship was out of the question. So, we had an arrangement.

The first rule: every other weekend. But that wasn't enough.

The second rule: he can't meet my son. But he did, and they got along.

The third rule: I won't fall in love. But I couldn't help it.

The final rule: I'll never let anyone else break my heart.

And now that rule is about to be broken, too.