“It’s not precisely the skilled picture I’m going for, Zara,” I laughed evenly, shaking my head.

“It’s not nearly wanting skilled, Morgan. It’s about feeling highly effective and assured, like you’ll be able to slay the world with nothing however the heels in your toes. This outfit does that,” she mentioned, her tone shifting to a extra severe one. “And who is aware of, a little bit of attractive by no means harm within the enterprise world, and that…”

“Perhaps you’re proper,” I mentioned, a smile enjoying on my lips as I checked out myself within the mirror. The clothes did make me really feel totally different—extra daring, extra assertive. Perhaps she was onto one thing…

“Perhaps? Honey, after all I’m proper,” Zara replied with a assured nod. “You’re going to stroll into that assembly and personal it. And this consumer? They gained’t know what hit them.”

Her phrases bolstered my confidence. I wanted this win, not only for my firm, however for myself. After a current string of PR nightmares that my firm needed to cope with, I couldn’t assist however really feel a bit steamrolled by circumstances past my management.

First, there had been the high-profile tech startup that imploded spectacularly as a result of founder’s scandalous, and really adulterous, private life—one thing I couldn’t have predicted and even remotely begun to handle, even when I hadn’t been blindsided by it.

Then got here the environmental non-profit group, Earth Guardians Alliance, truthfully a dream consumer, that bought caught in a fraudulent funding scheme, tainting everybody related to them, together with my agency, which actually fucking sucked.

And who might overlook the fiasco with Wendy Newton, the superstar chef whose wild drug fueled intercourse tape from a number of years in the past had come out of the woodwork proper when she was supposed to begin a brand new present centered round household cooking?

Every of those fully separate circumstances had broken my agency’s repute, regardless of my crew’s greatest efforts and our confirmed observe report of serving solely the very best.

I wanted a win, and I wanted it badly.

“Alright, let’s do that. I’ll tackle Mr. Potential Shopper and this assembly with every little thing I’ve bought.”

Zara beamed, clearly happy. “That’s the spirit! Now go on the market and knock ‘em lifeless. And bear in mind, it doesn’t matter what occurs, I’m right here, all the time in your nook, particularly if you happen to get laid whilst you’re at it.”

I chuckled at Zara’s incorrigible angle. “Thanks, Zara. And I’ll maintain the getting laid half beneath advisement,” I mentioned with a playful roll of my eyes.

Zara gave me a sly grin. “Simply saying, if this Mr. Potential Shopper seems to be your Christian Gray, I anticipate full particulars. You already know, for… analysis functions.”

I laughed, feeling a bit extra relaxed. “I’ll you’ll want to take notes, then. However I feel I’ll give attention to the enterprise side first. As intriguing as a whirlwind romance could sound, I’m fairly positive that is going to be extra about steadiness sheets than pink rooms.”

“Oh, come on, the place’s the enjoyable in that?” Zara teased. “Bear in mind how Ana first met Christian? A easy interview, and bam! Life modified. You’re strolling into an interview with the rich, mysterious Hunter Blackwater. The parallels are uncanny.”

I adjusted the skirt one final time, attempting to reflect Ana’s unassuming confidence. “Effectively, if he begins asking me about my studying habits or helicopter rides, I’ll know we’ve veered off script.”

Zara’s eyes twinkled with mischief as she adopted me to the door. “Simply bear in mind, if he begins providing you a tour of his very personal ‘playroom’, don’t be too shocked, Little Miss Prude.”

I burst out laughing, a mixture of amusement and disbelief coloring my voice. “Zara! I’m fairly positive that’s not on the agenda for a PR enterprise assembly.”

“You by no means know, Morgan,” she winked playfully. “Life may be surprisingly kinky. Simply you’ll want to negotiate your phrases like a boss, Ana Steele fashion.”

“You’re terrible,” I moaned.

“I do know. You like it.”

“You already know, he has a repute,” I started.

Hunter Blackwater was a playboy. I’d performed my analysis on him. Not solely did he have a repute for being a women’ man, however there have been solutions of affairs on the workplace, that he tangled enterprise with pleasure regularly.

So, Zara wasn’t precisely fallacious…

“You uncared for to inform me that little element earlier than,” she mentioned with a huff, throwing her hair over her shoulder in mock anger.

I sighed. “Apparently, he’s recognized for… effectively, getting concerned with individuals he works with. Romantically concerned.”

Zara raised an eyebrow, a sly smile enjoying on her lips. “Oh? Mr. Potential Shopper is a little bit of a playboy then? This plot simply retains thickening.”

I shook my head, decided. “This isn’t a romance novel, Zara. I’m not going to stroll in there, be immediately drawn to him, and jeopardize this complete alternative. I want him as a consumer.”

“Who mentioned something about instantaneous attraction?” Zara teased. “Perhaps he’ll be the one unable to withstand your appeal.”

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