Ever since that day, I felt like I had been living a dream.

That night, Nathan — “Call me Nathan, okay?” he told me with a smile — and I exchanged phone numbers. He told me that he would contact me tomorrow when I was sober so that we could talk about the terms and conditions of this arrangement.

He even asked if I wanted there to be a contract, but I felt that a contract was a little too formal for my taste just yet, so I responded by saying that I would try this out for a week first.

He nodded in understanding and escorted me to the...