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“So first things first, we need to figure a title and what this book will be about. Have you thought of anything?” she asked, pulling her long hair into a messy bun on top of her head. I bit the inside of my cheek. I had no idea what an appropriate storyline would be for this kind of book. This project was going to require a lot of research and I had no idea where to even start. Gia could give me advice, but at the end of the day, she couldn’t write the book for me. As I thought a little more, an idea hit me.
“What about making this story personal? I could make it about a woman who is trying to find her way outside of her family’s shadow and she ends up meeting a man who practically fulfills every sexual need she could ever imagine,” I said, quickly sitting up as excitement took over. Gia scoffed and waved her hand to dismiss the idea.
“I was so bored with that idea that I didn’t even listen to the whole thing.”
“Then how about you come up with something, genius,” I challenged, folding my arms across my chest. Gia’s head lazily lolled from side to side as she thought. I knew that whatever came out of her mouth was either going to be taboo or something that I definitely couldn’t do.
“I think you need a research partner,” she finally said. I raised an eyebrow in confusion. A partner for what? Isn’t that why I was here with her?
“Why would I need a partner? That’s why I have you.”
“Like I said before, I worship the pole. You’re beautiful and all, but I just don’t do girls.”
“What the hell are you talking about then? A research partner to have SEX with?”
“Oh good, you caught on quickly. I was prepared for you to do your usual naive blank stare. You worry me sometimes,” she chided as a grin spread across her lips. I quickly shook my head. There was no way in hell I was going to find a “research partner”. If Julius were to find out about that, his whore title would probably stick with me forever. He didn’t take my job seriously as it was, so doing this would not help my case in any way.
“I can’t cheat on Julius. I would feel dirty doing that,” I protested, pulling my cardigan tighter around me to cover myself. Gia smirked at me.
“Even if your research partner was Zane?” she asked. I opened my mouth to speak, but I didn’t know how to respond. Having Zane as a research partner would almost be a dream come true, but I didn’t know if he was into doing such “research” projects. Either way, that would still cause me to get myself into a deeper situation that I didn’t want to get into.
“I have a boyfriend. Whether we’re compatible or not, I’m still with him until I figure out how to get rid of him. Zane will always just be a friend and I want to keep it that way. It makes things less complicated,” I replied, turning to my journal to avoid making eye contact with Gia. The idea wasn’t a bad one. The thought of doing everything that I had written in my journal with the actual man in mind scared me. If I were to get involved with him in that way, what if I ended up falling for him? I would eventually have to tell him the truth in order to actually be with him and I didn’t want to walk away with a broken heart.
What the hell was I thinking anyway? This is purely research. This would end up being another part of my “escape” from real life. As long as I kept the two separate, everything would be fine… right?