So I have finally willed myself to start creating separate full reviews on my NA (New Adult) Romance-reads. I have these two sides of myself as a reader. One who falls head over heels on YA (Young Adult) books that mostly require longer commitment for series and fast-pace but good contemporaries that leave blushes on my face, butterflies on stomach, and shrieking reaction while reading. While there’s this one side of me that wakes up mostly during late at night craving for some New Adult or Adult Romance reads that definitely give me some scorching hell of a ride and weird excitement.
What happens when the internet’s favorite playboy falls in love?
I have the best job in the world. Date beautiful women and write about it.
But I want to take it to the next level: instead of writing about my experiences make it into an online reality show.
But here is the catch. My boss wants me to share the show with a woman co-host. And he wants that woman to be my best friend and co-worker, Margo.
I’ll date beautiful women and she’ll date hot men. Sounds fair enough.
So now I have to watch her fake date hot men. I used to love going home with a different woman every night, but suddenly this isn’t as fun. Seeing Margo with anyone else is driving me crazy.
And the more time I spend with her working on the show, the less I want to keep our relationship in the friends’ zone. And the harder it is to stop myself from imagining her bent over the copier.
Things are about to get unprofessional.
Do you ever felt something more than friendship to a person of opposite sex?
I’m honestly sucker for these sorts of situations! I like hanging out more with guys than girls. In my own perspective, girls are such broad species with many kinds and I find it difficult to mingle with them let alone look for someone who shares same interests as mine. Guys on the other hand can be easily sorted or filtered. They mostly share a little and specific interests that aren’t so hard to keep up and like. I have elder sisters which aren’t much fond of “girly” stuffs and I grew up playing along mostly with boys and a few girls. I still tried barbies, paperdolls, and others but thinking of that now makes me cringe a little. I even hate color Pink because of its feminine touch.
But the hardest part to me for being close to a guy is the possibility of building an unexpected feeling. I hate that and I don’t know if I have myself to blame for it. I mean, all I want is someone to talk about shared interests for fun and not more than that. So there! I refuse and disagree about this unless (I think) I have indeed meet a “boy” friend that will make this belief wrong.