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I'll never know if he was genuinely a good guy -- or just a great actor -- but it was still nice to be treated like a lady.
I'd never fallen for a guy like Alec, but I found his lack of complication intriguing.
I know that it was all so childish of me -- but it was also pretty damn brilliant.
After taking our seats at the table, a steady stream of sangria began to flow.
Was it nice having a pretend boyfriend for the night?
Like most things in life, it's quality, not quantity that's important.His confession that he wanted to get married someday (as we sat among many afraid-of-commitment Millennials) was refreshing. But something told me that if I went home with him, I wouldn't forgive myself for the rest of eternity.I don't know if it was the alcohol or the fact that he was unavailable, but I fell in love for the night.“I'm just your project,” he'd joke. Though, later on, the thing felt so natural that I forgot I'd hired someone to pretend to love me. I respectfully declined.“Oh,” he went on, “and I won't charge you for those extra two hours.” I thought, wiping dribbles of sweat from my forehead.But then I have days when I crack under insurmountable pressure to lock things down with a guy.I'm about to unapologetically become a single 25-year-old, and not only is my biological clock screaming, so is my pushy extended family.