Lizzy is an up and coming music artist who is making quite a name for herself in the industry. Naturally, we’re not using her real name because Cowboys 4 Angels is big on discretion. Beautiful as she is, her tour schedule has left her with no time for relationships or intimacy. Her career is her priority right now, so there is simply no time for dating.

She jumped at the opportunity to perform at the VMA Awards in Los Angeles because it would provide great exposure for her as a budding artist. The schedule left her with a fair bit of free time while in L.A., so she was also looking to have some fun and unwind while there. While researching fun things in L.A., she happened across the Cowboys 4 Angels website and saw Fabio, an elite Los Angeles companion and the most delicious man she had ever laid eyes on.

Of European descent herself, she loved the fact that Fabio was part French, but the Latin half of his background obviously contributed to his unbelievable sex appeal as well.  He was undeniably gorgeous but surprisingly cultured as well. Well traveled and speaking three languages, Lizzy didn’t think straight, male companions had this type of quality, even in Los Angeles (except for all of the Cowboys 4 Angels hunks, of course). What better way to check out the City of Angels than with this piece of eye candy? Lizzy decided she definitely intended to sample what Fabio had to offer.

It was nearly 3pm when Lizzy arrived at LAX fatigued and famished. At her request, Cowboys 4 Angels had taken care of the details. The friskier side of Lizzy liked to role play. And so it was that Fabio waited for her with glistening blue eyes just outside of baggage claim dressed as a limousine driver, complete with a cute little sign and a town car.

Inside the limousine awaited a romantic oasis of dim lights, dark chocolate and a bottle of bubbly (those experts at Cowboys 4 Angels, at it again!). Who would want to leave such a romantic shrine? Before Lizzy could utter a reaction to seeing Fabio, his lips met hers in a fervor like that of a torrid lover. A flood of hormones awakened somewhere deep within Lizzy with a lightning bolt of attraction that shot through her body and ended somewhere down south. As she melted into his arms, seconds seemed like eternity as Fabio broke away with an electric smile and said,

“Hi baby. How was your flight?”

Flushed fifty shades of pink, Lizzy wondered if everyone received this type of greeting. With a start like that, this is shaping up to be the epitome of a boyfriend experience. Just as Lizzy searched for her voice to respond, Fabio turned with two glasses of champagne in his hands.

“Welcome to my city,” Fabio said like a dream.

The true limo driver, whom by now you’ve guessed was not Fabio, helped them into the limo and then headed out of the airport. Supper was scheduled at Cassia on the Westside in Santa Monica, a stone’s throw (by L.A. standards) from the airport. As they rode toward the beach, the late afternoon sun began to simmer down. Charming Fabio chatted about Los Angeles, the VMA Awards, and Lizzy’s career. The flurry of conversation was exhilarating after all of the tour travel alone. Fabio halted the flow just long enough to offer her a delicious bite of dark chocolate, and Lizzy was instantly smitten.

They entered the restaurant as any gorgeous couple would and heads certainly turned. Hand-in-hand, they made their way to the best table in the restaurant, which is hard to achieve at Cassia. The early evening sun cast a halo around Fabio that emphasized his prominent bone structure, piercing blue eyes and arresting smile. Lizzy couldn’t help but notice the fit of his slacks and the promise underneath them, as well as the contour of his chest that peaked between the buttons of his crisp, white shirt. Suddenly, she realized that he had asked her a question. Blushing slightly, Lizzy was about to ask him to repeat the question, when Fabio smoothly led them on to the next topic before she grew too embarrassed. Just then, the wine arrived, a crisp Pinot from Italy that was a perfect pairing for the seafood platter Fabio had ordered. Lizzy didn’t know that such divine romance could exist in the modern world!

After dinner, they headed to Lizzy’s hotel, the Viceroy on Ocean Avenue. They decided a dip in the pool followed by a massage would provide the perfect relaxation after her travels. Lizzy was flying high on sensual adrenaline, if there is such a thing. Despite the long travel day, her energy ran high. Fabio held her in his arms as they waded through the warm water and Lizzy’s hands searched his muscular body. Their bodies reacted to each other with increasing harmony. The warm night air sizzled with the electricity between the two of them.

They returned to the room for what turned out to be the most erotic shower ever. Lizzy felt as if the angels in Heaven were singing as she drifted in slumber. Gentle light from the morning sky woke her, and she felt totally refreshed. Fabio had breakfast set out on the table for her. Bundled up in a plush robe, Lizzy enjoyed her coffee and croissants.

The ringing phone pierced the scene with reality. It was the VMA producer calling her for a rehearsal. Disappointment doesn’t begin to describe what Lizzy felt. But Fabio was more than accommodating as the two agreed to meet up again later in the day. Fabio couldn’t keep his hands off Lizzy as she dressed to leave, making a brief encounter eminent.

As the two parted ways, Fabio took her hand with a delicate kiss that promised continuation where they had left off. Somehow, Lizzy floated to her rehearsal, thankful for the driver who delivered her there.