One drunken night. One drunken slip up. It’s all it took before I started lookin’ at her in a completely different way.
She was in love with my brother before he met his ol’ lady and now here I am, unable to keep my damn eyes off her.
Rosa’s one of the Vixens. She’s been around for a couple years now, but I’d be lyin’ if I said I knew a lot about her. She’s always been secretive, keepin’ her past to herself. While the Vixens are mostly made up of women who’ve been abused and are hopeful to find new lives, somethin’ in my gut is tellin’ me her story isn’t the same.
We’ve got enough shit goin’ on with the club that I shouldn’t be focusin’ on a woman right now, but fuck if I’m gonna let someone take what’s bound to be mine. Especially with these damn prospects who keep glancin’ in her direction.
But the night she goes out with the girls bar hopping and comes back hours earlier than the rest, I know her past has come to haunt her. The question is: will she tell me and let me help her, or is she going to keep trying to handle this on her own?
Regardless, I won’t let her drown in her own misery.