Conor: I tell myself an unexpected night of hot as hell back-and-forth is the perfect way to blow off a little steam while I'm in New York closing an important business deal. Little do I know the man on the other end of the line is none...
It starts with a drunken text pic. The kind I would normally never send. Only, instead of it going to the flirty hotel bartender, it goes to some random stranger who actually responds.