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Sunday morning, sleeping in bed, except the bed belongs to Spencer Hwang, my new main squeeze. Plus, the Egyptian cotton sheets felt cool and soft against my naked body while visions of the previous night replayed in my mind.

He's three different men in one: my next-door neighbor, my boss during the week, and my lover on weekends. Wanna know how I got there? I'll tell you but first let me introduce myself. My name's Daria, Daria Kent. I'm 25 and I work as an office assistant at Spencer Hwang Consulting.

It all started about two years ago, I had it all at 23: a nice downtown apartment, a full-time job, a loving family, and an up-and-coming lawyer for a boyfriend. I was a first-year student in business school when I started working at the coffeehouse, The Java Jive, where I worked as a server. The coffeehouse had a small number of employees, and I sometimes must cover their shifts, sometimes I also work until closing time. On days when I'm not serving coffee and interacting with customers, I tend to my 90-year-old grandma who suffers from dementia, making me her caregiver because my parents worked full-time (my mom a financial adviser and my dad a physician), but they also help me with the caretaking. For over a year, I had been dating Craig, who worked at a lawyer's office on his way to becoming a junior partner.

One day, I took on a heavy load because it's just one of them type of days for me; it started after class at business school (I take morning classes) when I first had to work a double shift at The Java Jive because one of my coworkers had to take an exam. Then, I had to buy groceries for both my apartment and my grandma's house. Next, I get a call from Craig telling me he's working late and couldn't make it for dinner at our favorite restaurant. Finally, I got a call from my dad, who needed borrow my car in the morning because his car was in the mechanic for repairs.

Busy days like this are normal for me; I'm busy even on a bad day, I just don't let it show. My bad-to-worst day began started with one of the teachers at my business school didn't show up because of car trouble and then I had to cover a co-worker's night shift, which caused me to miss a movie date with Craig. When I told him about it, he complained, and we had an argument over the phone. I didn't want to do a night shift, but my coworker begged and pleaded because her little kids were sick, and her parents were celebrating an anniversary that night. Bad day vibes aside, I did it without showing any resentment; my bad to worse day became a little better with a visit from Spencer Hwang. That night, he came into The Java Jive with a slightly messy appearance because he had a busy day himself; his white button-down shirt had three buttons unbuttoned that stopped at his chest and his gray suit jacket had a few wrinkles. He had ordered a coffee with a shot of espresso served hot; he told me about his day while I made and served his coffee. He started his own business, a business consulting firm, a few years ago and mostly does the consulting by himself; he's got a full plate between running a business on his own as a CEO and helping high school and college students fulfill their dreams with his mentorship program. He wanted to get know me and then we bonded over having to do so much by ourselves every day.

He listened as I told him about my daily routine as a full-time student/caretaker of an elderly relative/coffeeshop worker and I listened to him about his daily routine as a business CEO, a mentor, and his need to have some help with his business and office in return. Spencer then went into business consultant mode when he asked me questions about the coffeehouse, I answered them while I refilled his coffee. He told me that the coffee tasted great and he admired my customer service skills, he also suggested that the customers would stay a little longer if the coffeehouse served food. "I told the owners the same thing one day, especially since there are two bakeries in town, one of them had just recently opened." I said to him. "I hope I can meet the owners one day and give them a few pointers in making this coffeehouse a successful one." He said to me. He left two of his business cards: one for the owners and one for me with his phone numbers on the back. I held on to the card he gave me and put it in my purse.

Then one weekend, specifically a Friday, I get a call from Craig's cell phone by way of a butt dial and heard the voice of another woman with

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