She let out a shaky breath and squeezed my hands again. "You know he's in the industry right?"

"I do now," I said, biting my lip subconsciously.

Zoey gave me a sad smile and I knew she was aware of the way I was feeling right then. It was perfectly fine for me to like watching porn, but besides Zoey, who I'd known for so long that she was Zoey Quinn to me instead of Zoey Star, I never bothered to realize that porn stars were more than just that. "You'd still be my friend even if I didn't do this," she stated, not even opening up the conversation for me to interpret her words as a question.

Zoey would be my friend regardless of what she did with her life because I liked who she was, not what she did when I wasn't with her. Unless she was a serial killer, I'd take her in any way.

"Of course I would."

She threw her arms around my neck as she pulled me to her so tight, my boobs pressed against her throat. Zoey pulled away from me, smiling. "Just remember that when you talk to him. He's a nice guy."

The severity of her words sank into my brain for me to mull over. Yes, he did porn. Yes, I liked to watch porn. Yes, he'd been with a lot of women more than likely. Yes, that idea made my stomach hurt, but it wasn't like he expressed an interest in me other than possibly friendship. Could I deny him friendship if he asked it from me? We got along so well, it was strange.

I pushed away a tiny fraction of a thought that entertained the idea of seeing what he'd learned in his profession. I was jumping ahead of myself.

Maybe he didn't even want to be friends? He might just want to ask me not to tell anyone his real name.

"Kat, where is Josh's party?" Nicole's loud voice tore me from my thoughts.

I looked over to see her standing really close to Calum's massive, muscular form. He looked like a professional wrestler from how large he was, but his face was very open. He smiled in my direction, a sweet grin. "It's at Breeze," I told her referring to the lounge that Josh preferred going to.

"I'm inviting Calum and his friend." she said to me before shaking her head. "Oh shit, Calum this is Kat, Kat this is Calum," she introduced us.

I reached out to shake the gigantic hand he held out toward me. We each said, "Nice to meet you," to the other, and then just stood there awkwardly.

Calum looked from Nicole back to me, and then again. I cleared my throat and scratched my cheek. "So, uh..."

A sharp, bony elbow stabbed me right in the spine. "He's done, KAB." Zoey informed me.

I took a sharp breath, and turned to look at Nikki and Calum who were standing there staring at each other in silence. It was kind of creepy. "Nik, just call me when you're ready, I'm gonna go... do something."

Like usual, she didn't respond to me so I looked at Zoey, who had dropped Officer Spanksalot's box on the floor and had her hands on her hips looking as serious as she could possibly ever seem. "You remember this, Kat Alba Berger, you are beautiful, smart, funny, and just plain awesome even when you say the wrong thing half the time."

"Thanks, I guess," I laughed at her form of a compliment, and held up my hand for her to give me a high-five.

I'd taken maybe two steps away from her when I heard her yell out after me, "You need some cock in your life and he knows what he's doing!"

Unfortunately, even though I was two steps away from Zoey, Tristan was two steps away from me and heard her rant, as well as everyone else nearby.

Chapter 11

If my life were a commercial, that would have been the instant where time stopped and a man with a deep voice asked, "Need a moment?"