Am I the cliché rich boy who wants what every man desires in a room, and yet cannot have? Yes, yes I absolutel

e woman in question did not continue to pique my interest in the only way any woman ever has: by simply not showing

ly, taking in the view from the balcony of my study. Out here

my arms. In my bed. On the beach. In my office chair. On this very balco

" Harmon replied, fig

and get me a response by the end

badly, all you have to do is knock on h

uch up the walls as it was me. Wealth has made me many things

hat little pride I had left. "Just, do your job," I his

ke this. Allow me to say it in language you might understand. Grow a pair," said

. Harmon opened the door to a distressed Arthur, my hotel manager, who ha

on her hips as she faced poor Arthur head on

her face seeped straight into my chest and went straight to my groin. Well, there went the las

se," Arthur plea

on me. "I need that pho

e clung to it for dear life. Harmon stepped in an

will be all," said Harmon

ger, then thinking better of it, tu

wits, she said in a more co

drain right out of her, along with the confidence, to be replaced with the return of the deep-seated frown and somethin

xt. She was all over the place. Like someone not quite comfortable in her own skin. Nothing at all like her runway persona

ey. We won't be a m

, before resigning herself to her fate. "Fine. Let's jus

y hands. "Here. A pair of balls," he said, b

I squared my shoulders and prepared to be her k

It's a security issue, you see," I said, giving her my most empatheti

her arms and crossed her legs. Her dress rose up to her

tears. I almost caved then and there and handed her the package, but protocol was

privacy of all our guests, no cellphones are all

making a deal with the devil. My whole l

though. No doubt I wouldn't get a chance like this again. She was practica

nland tomorrow for a business meeting. Would you

Had she been half as drunk as the night I met her, I would have had her right where she sat

s uncrossed and she rose, as calmly as she could muster. "I don't know what you think ha

e skirt of her dres