Every life has a before and an after. An invisible line that divides a life into two halves: the before and the after... I’m the first one to tell you I have issues. Trust issues. Family issues. Probably …
Here’s the thing: I am not—I repeat not—boyfriend material. I’m a good time for one night, and that’s it. Figures I manage to get myself into a situation where I have to pretend to be in a relationship…
