Confession #15: And sometimes, I actually did the right thing.
I was seriously a backward kind of guy. I swear. It seemed as if the nobler or grander my intentions were, the worse I f****d a situation up.
Two years ago, I’d agreed to sleep with my landlady one time in order to pay off all my mom’s back rent. And here, I’d ended up becoming a male escort because of it.
Then Reese had come along, and I’d known from the first moment I heard her laugh that she’d be better off if I kept my distance. So what had ended up happening there? Yep, I’d tangled myself up in her until I was talking to her every day, eating lunch with her, and even touching her.
But this time… This time, I swore I was going to stay away.
Yet even as I made that oh-so-noble promise to myself, another darker part of m
