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dated were high-maintenance. He wished the cycle would stop. He had a feeling the dinner date he and his father were invited to was going to be another set-up.  Another date for him. Another socialite.
    He sighed and sat up again, suddenly feeling weird, suddenly feeling nervous at the prospect of tomorrow…all because of Alex Forbes.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Four: The Dates For the Day
     
     
    “Alex?” Margo called from the office. “Are you ready?”
    Alex quietly stepped into Margo’s office wearing a simple back turtleneck and jeans. By now, everyone in the office knew what had happened. She had heard the most random stories, some harsh ones. Like how she seduced Lucas Conrad into making her the face of Trekker. Only Selma knew the truth about everything that had transpired yesterday. Even Margo didn’t. Margo had just assumed he met her before the conference and found some likeable quality in her.
    “Neater than usual, hair combed. A bit of blush,” Margo eyed her, “Good. Good. What shoes are you wearing?”
    “Kitten heels,” Alex replied. Please no more stilettos.
    “Better than flats,” Margo said.
    Alex suddenly missed her trusty black flats. I wish I was back at home, sleeping in, nursing a cold, anything as long as I’m not here , she told herself.
    “Now you know what to do, right? This time you’re doing the modelling. Don’t screw it up, my dear.”
    “I’ll do my best.” How the hell do I do my best when I don’t know a thing?
    “Temperley does only the best.”
    “Of course, ma’am.” Oh, God .
    “Confidence is the key. I want this account closed. It’s pretty big.”
    She nodded.
    “And stop being so timid. Confidence! Confidence!” Margo said, raising her chin. She appraised her personal assistant once more. She had always thought Alex was a pretty little thing, who just needed polishing.
    Jason went in Margo’s office with Selma. Selma smiled at her.
    “Well, well, the newest star at Temperley. Who would’ve thought?” Jason said flamboyantly. “Now Alex, did you put on makeup? Or is this the kind of makeup we’d call ‘barely there’?”
    Alex nodded. Barely there was an understatement.
    Jason rolled his eyes. “It really is barely there.”
    “Just the way Lucas Conrad likes it,” Margo told her son.
    “I kind of imagined Lucas liked his women all glitzy and dressed up.”
    “Not this Conrad. You’re talking about the other Conrad.”
    “Oh…” Jason’s voice trailed off, trying to remember. “That Conrad! Michael was it? A staple NYPD favorite,” he laughed. “Mother, you know I like my men naughty.”
    Alex and Selma couldn’t help but laugh.
    Margo rolled her eyes. “Don’t you have a meeting today with Cosmopolitan?”
    “Yes, Selma and I are leaving right now. Ta ta!”
    Margo’s intercom blinked.
    “Yes?”
    “Ma’am, Alice Purcell is here for Ms. Forbes.”
    “That’s your cue, Alex,” Margo told her. “I’ll see you tomorrow. And remember, confidence.”
    “Yes ma’am.” Confidence? She had that for work, not for modelling for crying out loud! What was she going to do there? Look pretty and act stupid? That was what they usually did…
    Alex met up with Alice in the waiting area near the receptionist. The receptionist gave her a strange look, as if to say ‘I know what you did’. Alex did her best to ignore it.
    “Hello again Ms. Forbes,” Alice shook her hand. “Are you ready?”
    “Not really,” Alex admitted. Seriously, I’m not…
    Alice laughed. “The car is waiting downstairs, ready or not.”
    They made their way to the elevator and Alex pressed for the ground floor.
    “How long have you been working for Margaret Temperley?”
    “Nearly two years. Straight from college.”
    “Have you ever had modelling experience?”
    “Never,” she replied, blushing again.
    The elevator gave a ding. They stepped out and left the building. Alex’s eyes widened. A Rolls Royce? She’d never ridden in one before…
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