The gentle morning sunlight filtering through the hotel room curtains stirred me awake. Carefully, I slid out of bed, inadvertently waking up the man who was sleeping next to me.

"Thanks for the night, handsome," I murmured, observing his blink sleepily as I buttoned my shirt.

I took out a handful of bills from my purse and offered them to him, only to be met with a bewildered expression. It was then that the realization dawned

"Don't tell me you're not...an escort?"