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Alana loved surfing in competitions and she was excited about taking part in the Jim Beam Surfing Classic at Huntington Pier in Orange County, California. She had been on the circuit for a while, and all the travel was starting to get to her. So she decided to spend a couple of extra days in Cali to catch some rays and relax. The only problem was, she didn’t know anyone in town. Usually she has friends everywhere she travels that she can hang out with. Then Alana remembered something she had read a couple days earlier. Cowboys 4 Angels had just added some guys from Orange County to their stable! She had booked their male companions a couple of times before to attend award events with her, and they were always top notch. Deciding that was the way to spend her relaxation days, Alana picked up the phone and called.

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The weather was perfect for the competition. The clear sky and rays of sunshine made the water dance like diamonds. Competition was tight, but Alana felt good about her performance. Now she just had to wait for the final results. As she sat on the hard-packed sand with the sun warming her, she daydreamed about the Cowboy she would meet later. She hoped he would live up to the fantasy she was creating in her mind.

Still damp and bronzed by the sun, Alana headed back to the hotel, third place trophy in hand. Not a bad showing considering the tough competition that had been surfing. Now it was time to focus on unwinding and relaxing, and as she slipped into the shower, her thoughts drifted to the Cowboy she soon would meet.

As Alana was putting the finishing touches on her lipstick, she heard the knock on her door, and her heart skipped a beat. Time to meet her male companion for the next couple days. When she opened the door, her breath caught in her throat. Caleb’s pictures didn’t do him justice. In person, he was even more striking as his tall frame leaned casually against the doorway in dark slacks and a light blue shirt, extending a rose out to her. She swore she felt electricity when her hand brushed his as she accepted the flower. She grabbed her purse, Caleb took her hand, and they were off for the evening.

Caleb opened the door of the car and gently closed it once she had settled into her seat. They chatted easily about her surfing career, his finance background and the area as they drove to dinner. The conversation flowed so easily it felt as if she was with an old friend. Before she knew it, they were pulling up to The Resort at Pelican Hill. He took her hand to help her out of the car and slipped his arm around the small of her back as they walked into the restaurant. Once again she felt the electricity go through her.

Caleb In a SuitThey toasted her contest placing with a glass of wine as they shared seared scallops. They dined on amazing pasta dinners with gelato as dessert. Alana was feeling the effects of the day and the wine combined. As they drove back to the hotel, she relaxed into her seat, enjoying view during the drive as well as the view of Caleb in the driver’s seat.

She leaned against him in the elevator as they made their way back to her room. She truly was feeling relaxed. Before the door even clicked closed, Alana was slipping her shoes off to further relax. Caleb poured them each a drink. They stood on the balcony looking at the water and lights, and Alana swore she was in heaven. As they took in the night sky, Caleb rubbed her shoulders, expertly massaging the day, the competition, and the stress of three weeks on the road out of her. She relaxed into the massage as the tingles in her body drowned out every other thought. As Caleb wrapped her in his arms, the hot, damp air and sweet smell of his cologne were like a curtain closing on a day of dreams fulfilled.

Alana woke to the sight of Caleb setting up breakfast. She marveled at how he seemed to know her every desire because all of her favorites were laid out before her. Energized with a granola, fruit and yogurt parfait and coffee, she was ready to start the day of sightseeing. Caleb was an amazing guide, taking her to all of the hot spots in Orange County.

They started at Crystal Cove State Park, biking and hiking to the best lookout points. The sights were impressive, but they paled in comparison to the sight of Caleb in his linen shorts and shirt by her side. She felt totally at ease in his company. Next they went to the impressive Crystal Cathedral, a structure comprised of more than 10,000 panes of glass. Alana was mesmerized as Caleb rattled off facts about the building. He was so knowledgeable! As the day drew to a close, Alana found herself at Angel Stadium watching a free concert before the baseball game. Arm in arm, they swayed to the music. Alana was wishing this weekend would never end. At the game, they cheered on the Angels, and when a foul ball hurled toward their section, Caleb expertly caught it, and with a bow, presented it to her. He was like a knight in shining armor, except he was impeccably dressed!

On the way back to the hotel, they stopped at Huntington Pier. They strolled hand in hand on the beach, gazing at the stars and listening to the waves crash against the shore. They discussed astronomy and oceanography and everything else imaginable. And when Alana caught a chill in the air and shivered, Caleb drew her close to him, his arm wrapped around her like a blanket. She felt his breath on her ear as he whispered to her and his lips on her neck. The heat suddenly coursed through her and she felt slightly damp. The night air cooled her skin, while he heated her insides.

The drive back to the hotel was a blur. As she closed the door, he whispered in her ear. A fire consumed her, making the night as hot as the day. As she looked into his eyes, his steamy glance ignited an inferno that begged to be quenched. The heat between them seemed to steam the room as the lights went out.

Alana leaned back in the seat as her flight left for Hawaii and the next surfing competition. She felt completely relaxed and refreshed. Nothing like a Cowboy encounter to help keep that competitive edge.

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Your Orange County male companion Danilo emerges into the dining room of Marche Moderne in Costa Mesa. His gorgeous eyes widen as he exclaims, “Whoa.” You tenuously peer over your shoulder to see what drew his attention. You retreat a bit abashed when you realize that, yes: he was taken aback by laying eyes on you. You feel a surge of blushing in your face and plead with yourself, to little avail, “Please stop being so flustered! He’s just another guy…right?!” After sharing the tender Steak Tartare and the succulent Scallops “Poussiere de Coriandre,” you two walk leisurely through the nearby South Coast Plaza Shopping Center, pausing briefly to embrace. 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 it s’ décor sparkles, making you feel like you and Danilo are alone to enjoy it privately.

You and Brian both sip your green tea as the fresh scent of eucalyptus wafts through the spa. After chilling out for the day on the beachfront property of the Ritz-Carlton, Laguna Niguel in Dana Point, you and Brian await your couples massage at the hotel’s serene spa. You wish to emulate his ease at relaxation as you fidget to settle into the chaise lounge chair. Swathed in fresh, white terrycloth robes, Brian and you accidentally join eyes for a second. You instantly forget about the chair’s recline and sink into it, feeling comfortable. Yet, simultaneously, your heart starts racing. You sip again, peering over the tea cup, at Brian’s incredible eyes. You luxuriate finally in the thought of your massage that is moments away.

Orange County Male companion Paul Ryan says, “Gorgeous angle, Angel. I like the sunlight on your pretty hair like that. You have natural highlights.” You relish the compliment and are dying to know what his sketch of you looks like. Surely, Paul’s passion for illustration is playing out perfectly amidst the backdrop of the scenic Fullerton Arboretum. “Look!” You exclaim. “A wedding ceremony is starting in the Peony Garden!” You declare. Paul drops his sketch pad, “Well, do you plan to be mine for the night so we can toast to ‘us’ over dinner?” He asks. “I do!” You eagerly reply. Both giggling and giddy, you lock arms and saunter on to dinner at The Cellar for a romantic French faire evening.

You meet Parker, your Orange County male companion, at the turn of the hour over a cup of coffee and dessert at Irvine’s 850C Bakery Cafe. As a university graduate student, you’re trying to decode some of the more philosophical debates of our century. Parker is equally as eager to delve into deep analysis of them. While indulging your cravings with a decadent tart you feast your mind as you and Parker evaluate the state of the economy, foreign policy, and the justice system. As you head for a stroll down nearby Main Street, your heady conversation morphs into feathery topics (like the virtues of wearing white before Memorial Day!). By the time you’ve meandered to campus, you’ve each weighed in, on the subjects, and feel richer for engaging in such discourse.

You are donning your red cocktail dress and matching red lipstick (of course). You enter the foyer of the Orange County Pavilion Performing Arts Theater in Santa Ana and see Michael wink at you while you look for him. He is so on top of things that he not only spots you but hands you red roses in a hue that perfectly compliments your ensemble. This seriously feels fated to you already. The performance of the recent Broadway hit is about to commence. As an actor, Michael will appreciate the intricacies of the production. You and Michael take your seats, the lights dim, and you feel his hand in the palm of yours’. You subtly glance at him out of the corner of your eye. You feel his hand hold tighter for a split second as if to say, “I got ya.” The one-act play concludes. You gather your flowers and you gather your composure before heading downstairs to The Vault V.I.P. Lounge for live jazz and spirits.

“I’ll totally beat you at this one,” claims Skyler as he gently lifts you atop the glistening rock at Pirates Cove, in Newport Harbor at the north end of the Corona Del Mar State Beach, near the City of Newport Beach. You’re so grateful you finally found a guy who can match your rock-climbing skills and wonder who will, in fact, reach the summit first. Skyler is making your heart flutter by setting up the challenge. You proclaim to him you are certain you will win. But, secretly you know that his triumph would turn you into putty over him. Ooohh the dilemma… Game on! Or, belay on! As you attempt to anchor your foot between the two behemoth rock formations you begin to lose your footing. Masking your feelings of fear, you feel Skyler’s hands grasp your hips, steadying you, giving you exactly the grip you need to advance. You feel relieved and safe.

Jake Anderson, your Orange County male companion who hails from San Clemente, will lead the way with you as he shows you around his hometown. He promises to guide you around the city. He brings you to the La Galette Creperie and then gets your feet wet while dipping you in the San Juan Creek. Then, Jake ushers you to the Casa Romantica Gardens. After his big reveal, you relinquish your guard a bit and lull into titillating dialogue about his experiences traveling in Eastern Europe. As the temperature climbs to become steamy, Jake drapes your beach towel over your eyes and shepherds you down to the waves by Seahorse Resort at The Pier. He instructs you about how you will surf together. You are mortified but intrigued at the thought of riding the waves. As an expert surfer, Jake patiently teaches you how to hang loose and find your rhythm on the board.