I'm sure my best friend cannot fathom how she ended up in this surreal moment—I'm kissing her passionately, pinning her down to the cushion.

Her mind races, desperate to regain control, but her body seems to have a mind of its own. Just as we're lost in the forbidden embrace, her phone begins to ring. Her boyfriend's name flashes on the screen.

I pull back abruptly, slightly annoyed by the sudden call, "Aren't you going to answer that, doll?” I ask, hiding my irritation.