Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Just thinking about the way he looked at me when he lifted me up on that table made my heart race. He didn’t second guess himself. He knew what he wanted, and he took it, and he took it well. I’d never been so turned on in my entire life. Hell, he took every fantasy I’d ever had and pulled them all together in one hot, blissfully wicked night that I would never forget.
I’d gone after what I wanted, and I got it.
And I got it damn good.
I shook off the remainder of my ill feelings as I finished my shower and put on my pajamas. As I crawled back into bed, I had a newfound resolve. I was a fighter. I always had been. I always would be. And if there was something I wanted, I was going to go for it—just like I had done tonight.
‘I am woman. Hear me roar.’
The next morning, I got up early and put on my favorite outfit. I took a little extra time and did my hair and makeup, and I was feeling pretty good as I headed downstairs to my car. I still had a few minutes before I had to get to the studio, so I decided to stop for coffee. I ordered my favorite mocha latte, and in hopes of it being a sort of peace offering, I got one for Garrett, too.
I knew he’d been annoyed that I hadn’t been in the office for the last week or so, and I couldn’t blame him one bit. He’d taken a big chance on hiring me with so little experience, especially when he was new in town. He’d only had the studio for a few months, and things were going well for him.
He’d had one client after the next. He was swamped, and he was counting on me to help take up the slack and I’d gone AWOL on him. He hadn’t hidden the fact that he was upset with me for not being there when he needed me, but thankfully, Garrett didn’t fire me and allowed me to do some of the work at home.
When I walked in, I found Garrett sitting at his desk, looking over his latest project. He didn’t even look up when I placed his cup of coffee in front of him and said, “I’m back.”
“Um-hmm.”
“How’s it going?”
“I can’t complain.” He finally glanced up at me, but only for a brief second. “You look well.”
“I’m doing alright.” I was hoping he’d mention the images I’d sent in, but no such luck. I feared that meant he was outdone with me, so I smiled and said, “I brought you coffee.”
“Um-hmm. Thanks.”
“Okay, well... I guess I better get to it.”
I turned, and as soon as I started out of his office, he announced, “Like what you did with the Jennings’ shoot.”
“You did?”
“I hadn’t thought about going black and white.” He finally really looked at me as he said, “It was just the right touch.”
“Great. I’m glad you liked them.”
“I sent you another group of files to look over.”
“I’ll check them out now.”
I felt like I was walking on cloud nine as I made my way through the gallery and into my office. Garrett wasn’t a man who gave out compliments freely. If he gave any positive feedback, it was earned, so I couldn’t help but feel proud of the work I’d done—which was something I couldn’t say when I first started working with him.
In the early days, I was a mess. I barely even knew how to angle my camera or get the right light, much less edit properly. I smiled as I thought about the day I was working on some practice shots and made a complete fool of myself.
I’d just finished setting up my equipment when a fly decided to make itself at home on one of my props. I tried to shoo it away, but the damn thing kept buzzing relentlessly around my head. I gave up on trying to get rid of him and grabbed my camera. I started to snap pictures of it, hoping to capture a shot of it in mid-air when Garrett walked in.
Sadly, I didn’t even notice that he was standing there watching me.
I was too busy trying to get that perfect shot, and I could only imagine what he thought as he watched me scurry around that room taking pictures. I thought I had the perfect shot when the stupid fly decided to take a dive straight into my camera lens. I was worried that all my efforts had been in vain, but I ended up with some fantastic shots. Even Garrett was impressed.
From that day on, I didn’t let myself get caught up with the small stuff.
I simply pressed on and let the cards fall where they may.