I'm not looking for love, that has never been my goal. I want to keep moving up the corporate ladder in the design world, doing the job I love. On my off time I spend it with my favorite girls and I keep a steady stream of men flowing. I've never been a swinger or a multiple partner girl, I'm more of a serial monogamist, and that's how I intend to keep it. I don't want kids and I love my job more than men, but not more than sex.

I watched my best friend stay celibate for a long time. I saw how difficult it was for her to accept a man into her life again, much less back into her bed. I don't want to have to go through that. I'll just keep doing what I've always done, sit back and wait for another guy to catch my eye until I decide I'm finished with him because I don't need anyone who could hurt me again. I've been down that road, and as far as I'm concerned, men are only good for one thing, okay...possibly two.

While innocently hanging out with my best friend, my eye is caught by a spectacular specimen of the male species, but he's someone who's got access to my inner circle. After playing with his chiseled body for a while, I move on. Only this time, it's harder for me than I thought it would be. I run into him everywhere and at the weirdest places. Running into him socially is one thing, I expected that. But damn, this man seems to be hiding around every corner, and doing a stellar job of ignoring me when he sees me.

Do I stay away, or do I try to make a relationship work? My heart and head are conflicted but my body is fully aware of what it wants from Phil whenever he's near.