My Best Friend's Boyfriend

“Sounds pretty basic. How can I help?” I asked.

“Why don’t you take a seat?”

My stomach rolled as I sat down in front of her desk. Having someone tell me to sit down for a conversation was never good.

“Okay, here’s what we need from you.”

“I’m all ears,” I said.

“We need you to experience your night again.”

I furrowed my brow and cocked my ear closer to her.

“I’m sorry. I don’t think I heard you right,” I said.

“We need you and your partner to experience your night all over again.”

“I’m sorry. I could have sworn you told me to re-lose my virginity.”

“I know, I know. You’re not technically a virgin any longer. But we ran into a bit of a problem with your paperwork, and it’s going to greatly skew the results if we don’t have you and your partner attempt the night again.”

“The results will be skewed anyway because I’m not a virgin and it’s a completely different night.”

“Look, this doesn’t happen often, but we lost your paperwork.”

“That’s not my problem.”

“Think of it this way. You get a second chance to explore your sexuality and become comfortable with sex with a partner you’ve already experienced and enjoyed. You enjoyed yourself, right?”

“You would know that if you’d kept tabs on my survey,” I said.

“It’s more than just a survey. We do paperwork for the venue, for the setup and the sexual kinks and fetishes explored. Most of this comes from the teacher, but a lot of it comes from what we set up beforehand, what we find after the fact, the amount of money paid, things of that sort.”

“I’m not paying you again. That’s for sure.”

“Don’t worry. The entire night would be on us as an apology for our sloppiness with your records.”

“I don’t want to do this again.”

“Miss Leary—”

“You said I could say no at any point in time during this process. This is my no.”

“Miss Leary, we wouldn’t change partners on you. We wouldn’t change the scenario unless you wanted to try something different. And you won’t be charged for any of this. It’s all on us. We need these notes from every client. Otherwise our investors get upset. I’m sure you understand that.”

“And I’m sure you have other clients besides myself,” I said.

“I understand your frustration—”

“No, I don’t think you do. This is sloppy at best. The gall it took for me to come to you the first time and the strength it took to go through with it was enormous. And you’re telling me, all nonchalant, to do it again like it’s nothing. I don’t work that way. Just because I’ve lost my virginity doesn’t mean I’m going to start sleeping with people just because you need notes.”

“Whatever scenario you want,” she said.

I sighed and bit down on the inside of my cheek.

“This Saturday, whatever scenario, no matter the cost to us. It won’t be losing your virginity, but it can be anything and everything else. The perfect date, the perfect encounter—all described and controlled by you. The only stipulation is that it has to be with the same person.”

The perfect date with Logan. I should have shaken my head. I should have said no, gotten up, and walked out. But something kept me rooted in my seat. The perfect date before experiencing another wonderful night of euphoria with him.

Wasn’t that what I had been hoping for?

This could be dangerous. If this was nothing but business for Logan, I could get hurt. My heart could get shattered. I could cross a line. I glanced around the office while Miss Robbins sat on the edge of her seat. Her eyes bores into me as I weighed the pros and cons.

“It’ll cost nothing?” I asked.

“Absolutely nothing,” she said.

“For both of us. You won’t be charging me or him?”

“Neither party will be charged. It’s a payout we are fully ready to absorb.”

I nodded as I curled my lower lip between my teeth. “Okay,” I said.

“Okay as in you’re agreeing to do it?” she asked.

“Yes. I’ll do it.”

“Perfect. Excellent. Thank you so much. We’ll get everything set up for Saturday, this weekend, and all you have to do is contact me tomorrow and tell me exactly what you want done for your night. If I don’t hear from you, I’ll default back to the hotel scenario. How does that sound?”

It sounded like a crock of bullshit.

“Sounds great,” I said.

“Perfect. If there is anything I can do for you in the future, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

“Just try to keep track of the paperwork this time.”

Miss Robbins gave me a trite giggle as I stood. I walked out of her office and down the long corridor, growing warier with each step. It felt weird knowing I’d encounter Logan and that I had full control over the situation. I wondered if he was willing to do it again. What if he wasn’t? Would they just pair me with another man? I didn’t like that thought.