Our Secret [Part 2]

With the presentation checked and completed, I was sure that the strategies I’d planned for Miss Woods would have her pleased. I smoothed the crease in my skirt and took a deep breath. It wasn’t as though I was nervous because I still failed to grasp the understanding of my dreams, it was the actual fact that I might become a PR to the famous Sienna Woods. This was more than just a huge deal for me. It was an opportunity that if I somehow messed up, could impact my career negatively. Not that I was ever too indulged into my career, but it seemed that having being presented with such an opportunity did wonders for the way I viewed my job. The many doors that would fly open if this meeting went well today kept my nerves at the edge of their seats.

I looked down at my attire, assessing whether I’d dressed appropriately. A blouse and skirt was more than appropriate. But maybe because my client was the Sienna Woods, nothing in my wardrobe seemed to be good enough. I fiddled with the buttons on my blouse and straightened out my skirt once again, when a cough filled the room. My head shot up, and there she stood with Kasey. Dressed in a sky blue designer dress, that hugged her figure in all the right places. My eyes involuntarily travelled down her body, noticing the white heels that probably costed more than my whole outfit. She looked even more stunning in reality than in the movies she starred in. Another cough pulled me out of my daze.

“Cleo, this is Miss Sienna Woods.” He directed her in my direction. I made my feet move forward, with an outstretched hand.

“Sienna would be just fine.” Our hands met in a firm handshake, whilst I tried to keep my gaze on her face. Her smile was infectious and reached her eyes, making her instantly more likable. I hadn’t handled such a client like Sienna Woods before, but I wasn’t going to let her status frighten me.

“I’m Cleo Dane, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Her smile brightened up ever so lightly. I signalled her to take a seat as I loaded up the presentation, giving her a brief introduction on what my expertise were and where I planned to take her image.

It was a long process, and required me to talk her ear off for most of the time, but in the end she was more than on board with the plans I’d set for her. After Kasey had taken Sienna to the exit, I’d begun packing some spread sheets and documents away, preparing to head to my area to start working on the ideas set for Sienna. As I’d finished gathering the paper, Kasey appeared in the doorway.

“You did an excellent job Cleo.”

“Aw, there’s no need to thank me Kasey.”

“There is! Because of you, Sienna Woods is now apart of our clientele, that wouldn’t have been possible if it wasn’t for you and all the hard work you’ve put in.” A smile crept onto my lips. Knowing the time I spent preparing the presentation was actually beneficial reminded me how pleasant this job truly was. I gave Kasey a nod, ready to use this energy into creating a plan that would build Sienna Woods, when Kasey stopped me.

“Nearly forgot, Sienna Woods gave me this,” He handed me a card that had information typed on it and then a hand scribbled number written at the bottom. “Sienna asked me to give you this. It’s her personal number – she really liked you Cleo. This is only the start of something amazing. Well done on the good job.”

He walked back to his office, leaving me staring blankly at the card Sienna had left for me. I looked at the information typed, whilst memorising the number written at the bottom of the card. Noting how my heart thudded a little harder as I thought of Sienna Woods praising me to Kasey…working with Miss Woods was going to be very interesting.

 

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