Christi looked out her window and just felt the need for a change of scenery. Living in Northern California was beautiful and all, but work had been crazy for the past six months. She just needed some down time, so maybe a little weekend getaway would do the trick. Christi decided to make the drive down to Orange County for a little R&R. She is tired of always being alone because she works so much, so she decided to investigate whether there were any male escort agencies in that area. Surely there had to be!

As she Googled male escort for Orange County, she came across a company she had never heard of – Cowboys 4 Angels. It’s a nationwide company, not local, but they have several men in Orange County.  Looking at their website, she was surprised she had not heard of them. They seemed to be everywhere in the press. Christi was impressed, so she decided to call the number. She was utterly surprised that it was the CEO who answered the phone. Garren walked her through availability of the men in Orange County, and Christi ultimately decided on Blake. She had a couple of days to fantasize about what this weekend might be like with Blake before she hits the road to head South.

After a smooth drive, Christi checks into her hotel. She decides to spend the afternoon relaxing for a bit on the beachfront property of the Ritz-Carlton, Laguna Niguel in Dana Point and then it the spa for a massage. After soaking in some sun, she sips a green tea as the fresh scent of eucalyptus wafts through the spa as she waits for her massage at the hotel’s serene spa. Swathed in a fresh, white terrycloth robe, she sinks into the recline of the chair and relaxes. Even as she clears her mind, thoughts of her upcoming meeting with Blake make her heart start racing. She sips her tea again as she is called back to the room. As the massage starts, Christi imagines it is Blake’s hands all over her body and drifts into oblivion.

Christi’s male escort Blake emerged into the dining room of Marche Moderne in Costa Mesa, and his gorgeous eyes widened as he exclaimed, “Whoa.” Christi glanced over her shoulder to see what drew his attention and blushed when she realized that he was taken aback by laying eyes on her. She felt a rush of crimson creep up face while pleading with herself, “Stop being so flustered! He’s just another guy…right?!” Over wine and a starter of Calamari, they chatted easily, as if they had known each other for ages. After sharing the tender Steak Tartare and the succulent Scallops, they walked leisurely through the nearby South Coast Plaza Shopping Center. With stores like Bloomingdale’s, Nordstrom, and even La Perla, the shopping sanctuary promises a treasure trove of luxurious finds during the day, but at night its décor sparkles romantically, making Christi feel like she and Blake were alone to enjoy it privately.

Once back at the hotel, they grabbed a nightcap in the bar and then walked along the beach. It was a gorgeous, warm evening. As Blake put his arm around her shoulder, Christi felt even warmer. As they stopped and embraced, the rest of the world faded away in the darkness.

In the morning, they grabbed a cup of coffee and light breakfast before heading out for Blake to show Christi the sights. Since Blake has been in Southern California for a while as a successful entrepreneur, he is well equipped to play the perfect tour guide. The first stop is the La Galette Creperie and then getting their feet wet while dipping them in the San Juan Creek. Then, Blake took Christi to the Casa Romantica Gardens. While they toured, they engaged in heady conversation about the state of the economy, foreign policy, and the justice system before switching to more lightweight topics (like the Oscars flubs). They then head to the Seahorse Resort at The Pier where Blake shepherded Christi toward the gym telling her he was going to share his love of yoga with her. Christi was mortified but intrigued at the thought. She had never done yoga. They participated in a class with Blake helping guide Christi through the poses. At the end, she had to admit she felt more relaxed and centered than she had in a long time.

Time to get ready for their evening out. Christi donned her red cocktail dress and matching red lipstick (of course). They had tickets to the show at the Orange County Pavilion Performing Arts Theater in Santa Ana. When Blake saw her dressed, he let out a low whistle with a wink and produced a bouquet of red roses in a hue that perfectly complimented Christi’s ensemble. Christi and Blake took their seats, the lights dimmed, and she felt his hand in the palm of hers. Christi subtly glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and felt his hand squeeze hers tighter for a split second as if to say, “I got ya.” When the one-act play concluded, they headed downstairs to The Vault V.I.P. Lounge for live jazz and spirits.

Christi couldn’t have imagined a more perfect weekend as they sat snuggled together. She would definitely be using Cowboys 4 Angels again!