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I wake up in an instant to the sound of Kendall yelling and freaking out. "What the FUCK?!" He yelled out.

"Hello," I grinned.

"Who are you?" He said, starting to be quieter, but not at all more calm.

"I'm the hooker you hired last night. After I "finished work" you told me to stay and just lay with you."

"Shit," he said, sitting on the bed.

"What, you have hired us before. Well, a different agency but still the same."

He started to calm down a little. I finally got to look at those eyes he had hidden all night. It surprised me a little at how blood shot they were. I expected him to have at least something in him, most people do when we get hired, but he must have been on something hard as beaten as his eyes looked. I could barely make out the green.

"At least your a hooker. Are you clean?" He laughed, trying to ease up.

"Yes, and so are you," I laughed back.

"I'm just glad I didn't just get some random guy off the street to fuck me."

"Well, I'm glad you are a little relieved, and you were the one on top," I joked. Now I know why he didn't really know how to take over. He must be the submissive one.

"Oh, weird," he chuckled. "Most of the time, the guys I pick up are brutes who won't bottom to save their lives. I wish I could have been in my own mind to experience it."

"It was amazing," I stated. "So, I guess I better leave."

"Um, yea... Sorry about all of this. Oh!" He shouted, grabbing the wallet on the night stand. "Here," he said, handing me a bundle of hundreds.

I smiled and turned, leaving and putting a slip of paper with my number on it on the dresser.

I walked out of the building and smiled at the crisp October air. I gave a delighted sigh for my favorite time of year. Hopefully he would call me, but I doubted it. Even in a fairy tale, the prostitute doesn't get the man. The good thing about today is, I don't work and James is taking me on a "date". We both feel so lonely that we go on a friendly date at least twice a month. Sometimes we end up drunk and wake up covered in each others seed and with horrid hangovers. Others, we stay up late, watch movies that we fan girl over, then we just sleep on the couch together.

As I try to walk home, I get a text from James, Meet me at Gauziano's at six. I reply with a smile and rush home.

He must be planning something because that is my favorite place, and usually only go when I go on real dates. My dating life is pretty good, until the first couple are over and I tell them what I do. Then it's all over.

When I finally reach the house, I throw everything down and notice that it's already three. I rush over to the fridge and grab the cold Chinese take out, engulfing it quickly. After throwing it down in the trash, I dart to the shower, washing away everything from last night. The cheap cologne, cover up, and the feeling of sex.

I finish and put on a nice, button up, purple shirt, a pair of nice, dark jeans, and some of my best hair supplies. When I finally finish, I run out to a can that I had already called to get me.

When I finally get in, I hear my phone alert me of a message.

Hi, it's Kendall. I want to just say that, I kind of want to see you again. You are cute and seem really nice. Maybe have dinner sometime?

"Oh my god!" I whisper to myself. I never would have thought this would happen.

I quickly replied. Sure I don't know when.

I finally arrived at the restaurant where James was waiting for me in similar apparel. I joined him and went inside, waiting for a reply from Kendall.

"You look amazing tonight." He said, smiling largely and sex filled. I could tell he wanted some tonight.

I thanked him as he got our table. We had to wait at the bar for only twenty minutes before the man said it was ready. I checked my phone; still no reply.

We ordered our food, knowing exactly what we wanted after looking at the menu while waiting. He even splurged for a bottle of wine. Finally I heard my phone go off and I saw the long awaited message.

Friday at eight?

I replied, Yes! Then put it away.

"I'm so glad that we can do this," James said, pouring our glasses.

"Yea, lets us unwind from all of those nasty perverts."

He smiled and we both drank from the glasses.

Finally our food had arrived and when the waiter turned around, it was Carlos!

"Oh! Hi!" He jumped.

"When did you start here?" I asked.

"Just a couple hours ago. I quit from the agency after getting stuck with Mr. Morano, thanks Logan." He sarcastically smirked.

"Well, good for you," James cheered.

He put the plates of food in front of us and left. The rest of the time, James and I enjoyed the food and joked about the clients we have. After we finished we decided to go sit at a private section in the bar and drink the rest if the wine.

"Logan, I have something I really wanna' say," he started.

"Shoot," I told him.

"I really like you. I wanted to do all of this as a build up so you would say yes. I started all of these "fake dates" because I really wanted to be on dates with you. I love you, and I want you to marry me."

My mouth hung in complete surprise. "What?" I said, getting caught choking.

"Marry me!" He shouted.

When he finally said those words, I got a message from Kendall.

It's a date!:)