Equals ft. Logan Paul

Eleven

Josh pulls the chair out for me as I give him the 'what the actual fuck are they doing here' look. He smiles as a 'just sit down and suck it up'. 

Yeah we're very good at the whole non verbal communication thing. 

I give both of them a rather fake smile.

 "So Brooke, I heard you booked the VS show today! That's major, congratulations." Jeff starts trying to break the ice that I brought along. 

"It's your big day!" Logan adds.

 I smile, more genuine this time, "Thank you... both." 

"I think you deserve some champagne, here we ordered Dom." Josh fills my glass in order to try and take the edge off me a little bit. I immediately take a sip of the heavenly golden liquid, and in enjoyment close my eyes for a second. 

"Like angels are dancing in your mouth, huh?" a husky voice brushes my ear. Goosebumps appear on my neck and I attempt to swallow away the lump, that appeared in my throat. 

"What?" I ask confused to a smirking Logan who's just a little too close to my face. A hint of his smokey aftershave flies into my nostrils, damn. 

He lifts his hand, moving it towards my face, stares me straight into my eyes when I mean to detect a hint of naughtiness in the dark green. A swift look towards my manager, who's busy talking,  confirms that they have no knowledge of what's going on over here. His soft fingers push a loose strand of hair behind my ear before he brushes his lips over them, whispering. 

"The champagne babe." 

I look at him stunned and secretly aroused from his action, Fuck he's hot. Okay Brooke stay focussed. 

"What do you think Brooke?" Josh turns to us. Logan abruptly moves away from my ear. 

"Yeah I totally agree." Not having a clue what they were talking about. 

"Really? that's terrific Brooke." Jeff adds. What?

"Are you ready to order?" the waitress saves the conversation, for now. 

We order dinner and start to actually have a rather good time. However I still don't really know why Logan and Jeff are joining my Victoria's secret celebratory dinner.

The business talk between Jeff and Josh resumes and my attention starts to wander off. 

Logan is wearing an expensive looking customized navy suit, that hugs his muscles in all the right places. He is leaned back in the seat besides me, his arm resting behind me while he's playing with his Gucci ring. This is the most cocky I've ever seen Logan Paul, and it suits him, it really does. 

Then I notice him looking up, straight into my cleavage and he lingers for just five too many seconds. I cough,"Logan Jesus!" 

He looks at me surprised. Right as if he didn't know what he was doing. Josh and Jeff are busy talking so they don't hear us. "Logan stop staring at my boobs." I say barely audible. 

He looks me in the eyes most assertively, "Then don't wear your boobs out for the entire world to see." 

I give him a sarcastic chuckle and I roll my eyes back, he doesn't even deny it. "Asshole." I mumble.

I empty my expensive glass of champagne in one go and pour a new glass for myself. If I'm going to survive tonight I'll need some alcohol.

Jeff and Josh are suspiciously smiling at the both of us "In view of the collaboration between the two of you we have a proposition," Jeff starts.

 I look next to me at Logan who shrugs, he's clearly just as clueless as me. 

"-Logan has just purchased his new home in LA and has lived there for... two months now?, with two roommates." Josh continues.

 "Yes two months." Logan confirms.

Our luxurious seafood starters arrive with a matching white wine, magnificent to say the least. 

"The both of you have very big and very different followings which is unique in this social media industry. And the response from your fans to Brooke appearing in your vlogs, Logan, has been incredibly positive, this is an extremely rare case since you have quite a large female audience. So basically what we want to say is that a collaboration between you two social media stars will most definitely be incredibly beneficial to the both of you."

 "Okay so what are you proposing?" Logan asks.

 I take a sip of my wine, "That Brook Ray becomes your third roommate." Jeff answers.

 I spit my wine back into my glass, "WHAT?!" I look angry at Josh, what is he thinking?

"This is probably a bit of a shock to the two of you but the management has agreed that this is the move for both of your careers. And you two are friends right? So what's the big deal?" Jeff continues.

"I can't even right now." I throw my hands up and get away from the table taking the wine bottle with me. I walk outside and stand with the 'smokers'. 

"Can I have one?" I ask this twenty-something guy. He hands me an expensive cigar and lights it for me. 

"You look like you could use one."

 I chuckle, "You have no idea." I put the bottle to my lips and take a few sips. "You want to talk about it?" The boy asks while moving his hand towards my hip. He clearly wants to take advantage of me. 

"I'm sorry babe, but I'm taken." I lie.

 He smirks, "Your loss gorgeous!" I take his hand off of my hip and walk back inside.

Contracts are on the table. Josh hands me a pen, "Logan just signed the contract, Brooke."

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you?" I yell at him. Some annoyed looks are being thrown my way. "I'm just thinking about my career honey, and I'd advise you to do the same." I shouldn't have been drinking...

Josh takes me aside for a bit and explains all the benefits this could bring me. "Just think about you for a sec, this is gonna be huge for your channel. You don't NEED each other, but you would both benefit from each other. Never before have two equally successful social media stars did anything like this." He's kinda starting to make sense to my drunk self. Shit.