He tells her the plan

After another intense session a few nights later, Jimmy put his plan to action. "You know, I think he's attracted to you," Jimmy states conversationally.

Samantha blushes, shifting uncomfortably under his gaze. "It doesn't matter what he thinks. Nothing happened."

"But you want him to," Jimmy presses gently, watching the conflict play out across her face. He knows her expressions better than anyone; he saw the spark in her eyes when she first confessed, and he sees it now. "I know you're attracted to him too, Samantha. I can see it when we do this."

Samantha swallows hard, trapped between guilt and the undeniable rush of the conversation. "What are you saying? I didn't do anything improper with him."

Jimmy leans in closer, his eyes dark with an intense, calculated desire. "Flirt with him. When you go back to the office, don't walk away from it. Push the boundary just a little bit. See how he reacts."

"Jimmy, that's crazy," she whispers, though her pulse spikes at the suggestion. "I can't do that!"

"Sure you can," Jimmy urges, "Flirt with him. Let him think he has a chance. And then come home... and tell me every single thing that happened