Another One

I’m a thirty-three-year-old man who admittedly still has fantasies. Perhaps with the time I travel and read, you’d

There on the patio of the piano bar was a vision. With long blonde hair and big blue eyes, she should have screamed untouchable

The truth is that I have been on a rather dry spell. First, I’m not a lady’s man. One-night stands aren’t my thing. With my job that takes me from place to

, I thought HR had sent me to the wrong person. I assumed you were a model. Tell me you never considered modeling.”

his green eyes in a crowded restaurant or his wide shoulders in a packed elevator. I remember his dark blond hair that never seemed to stay in place, beckoning

Nearly two years ago, I was transferred from New York to London and named as head of the junior clothing line

My mind tells me that a future is impossible. After all, I live in London and he’s working in Washington State.

That