
You Can’t Buy Romance, But You Can Lease It For Awhile
“We should date,” my close friend Michael was saying over coffee at the Housing Works bookstore in SoHo. “But I can’t afford you.”
Uncertain whether to be flattered or offended, I settled on both.
Michael, it should be noted, is intelligent and attractive, with thick chestnut hair and a contagious smile. He’s also eligible. Read More