Contact Mia and use the situation to make Jamie jealous.

You pull out your phone and scroll to Mia's contact, making sure you're within earshot of Jamie who's arranging merchandise at the front counter. With a meaningful glance in her direction, you hit dial and put the call on speaker.

After two rings, Mia answers with a sleep-rough voice. "Hello?"

"Hey Mia, it's Tyler from After Hours. Sorry for calling so early, just wanted to confirm everything for tonight's shoot."

You notice Jamie's movements slow as she pretends not to listen, though her head is clearly tilted in your direction.

"No problem," Mia responds, sounding more alert now. "I was just getting up anyway. We're still on for nine, right?"

"Absolutely. I wanted to discuss the impregnation fantasy scene. Any specific requests or boundaries I should know about before we shoot?" You intentionally use your most authoritative tone, the one you've been perfecting as 'director.'

Jamie has completely stopped what she's doing now, her body tense as she eavesdrops.

"Well," Mia says thoughtfully, "I'm comfortable with most positions. I particularly enjoy being on top, gives me more control over the pace. For the fantasy aspect, I love begging dialogue... you know, the whole 'please put a baby in me' thing."

You catch Jamie's eyes narrowing slightly, her jaw tightening.

"Perfect," you respond smoothly. "I was thinking we'd start with some resistance on your part, then transition to you begging for it. Creates a better narrative arc for viewers."

"Mmm, I like that," Mia purrs. "Start with me saying no, then gradually breaking down until I'm **** for you to breed me. That could be really hot."

Jamie drops a DVD case loudly on the counter.

"Exactly what I was thinking," you continue, ignoring Jamie's obvious discomfort. "Any positions you're not comfortable with? I was planning a sequence missionary to start, then doggy for the middle portion, finishing with you on top when you're 'convinced' you want me to cum inside you."

Mia gives a low, throaty laugh. "You really have thought this through, haven't you? That sequence works for me. Just remember condom until the money shot, even though we're pretending otherwise."

"Of course," you assure her. "Safety first, fantasy second."

"One more thing," Mia adds. "I'm bringing some cute little white cotton panties. Very innocent looking. Thought they'd work well with the theme."

"Perfect touch," you agree, watching as Jamie aggressively reorganizes a display of lubes. "Looking forward to seeing you tonight."

As you hang up, Jamie stomps over, cheeks flushed with what you immediately recognize as jealousy.

"So you've got her whole scene choreographed, huh?" she demands, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. "Spent a lot of time thinking about fucking Mia, have you?"

You shrug casually. "Just being thorough. As director, I need to plan each scene carefully."

"And our scene?" Jamie challenges, stepping closer. "Have you 'choreographed' that too?"

You smile slowly, enjoying the fire in her eyes. "Every position, every word, every orgasm especially those four I promised you."

Jamie's breath catches audibly. "You're awfully confident."

"I have reason to be," you murmur, leaning in slightly. "I know exactly what I'm going to do to make you come undone tonight."

For a moment, the tension between you is palpable, sexual electricity crackling in the small space separating your bodies. Then Jamie steps back, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

"We'll see," she says, but there's a breathy quality to her voice that wasn't there before. "We should finish opening. Customers will be here soon."

As she walks away, you can't help but notice the extra sway in her hips, a deliberate performance for your benefit. Your manipulation worked perfectly Jamie is jealous, competitive, and more determined than ever to prove herself in tonight's scene.