White skin, hint of pink touch over uncertain freckles,"CEO of Aykled company, Miss. C. Holy?". Asked the young man, wearing absolute nothing formal but sweat shirt and casual torn jeans.
Staring at the man through my cool glasses, "You are the Head of Irish Ltd?" I asked by being a little too hesitate. I've not ever came across with someone like him. Although he's first impression was quite speak able of his personality now. Or else why would anyone will chose a bar for an important business meeting? Everything falls on the line now. Spoiled rich, yes yes and genius.
While sitting in front of me he stretched his jeans a bit."I guess you have a hearing problem, Miss C?" again said.
I started to rough in to look good in the moment, although wearing a formal olive colored mid length dress looks stunning whenever I put on, shaping my hour glass body."Oh my god, no! I'm so sorry, was a bit distracted." I tired to say politely.
He put his hands on the table and bend closer, "Oh why? Am I way too hot for this weather!" while giving me a wink he shrug flirtingously.
I put my waved out bangs behind my ears carelessly as if I care about his so called view.
He leaned back at the chair, sighing, "Oh I get it, I guess I'm not that much hot right".
I slightly exhaled and said"No it is not like that.."
Folding his long saggy sleeves he said, "So you are saying I'm hot enough?".
Crossing my legs this time, I started to title my feet. "Oh I mean yes, you are!" I said while keeping a fake flirty smile.
Ugh this guys is so annoying, why the hell I was sent to do a business deal with him! Rich narcissist, no good for genius.
"Ahem, ahem..." he clears his throat.
"Can we start the meeting?" I asked by wearing the heels tight.
"By the way, what's my name you said?" He asked while leaving the bar table, waking through the immense crowd, toward the beer counter.
Mr. _________ Oh lord seriously.... again? I forget the name of the person who might have a billion dollar business deals for our company.
HOLY, holy fool!
*text ringgg beep*
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Samantha: in a meeting with bossy! whatup?
Holy: what's the name of the guy I've came here to meet?
Samantha: Some Teddy A. Mosbi... I guess
Holy: what? Teddy? you sure?!! :3
Samantha: guess who has forgotten name again? ×)
Holy: hellyaa PLS tell me with 1000% assurity sammy!! :/
Samantha: its Ted A. Mosbi for sure! -.-
Holy: ugh loveyaaa <3
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Why the hell he's taking so long? Is he buying beer or making it by himself? Weird and unprofessional indeed! Mr. T. Mosbi or Mr. Ted Mosbi, okay where's he now?!
A voice came from behind, "Looking for someone, over there? Or expecting someone to join us?". It's Ted, tapping my shoulder gently.
"Oh, no no. Just waiting for you. Took a long ha?" I replied with an eye roll.
"You must be thinking what an unprofessional guy I'm. The thing is my working ways aren't so stereotype. I work the way that works for me and my dealers" he said while sipping the chilled beer. Indeed he has a hot environmental view around him!
"Yea I am sure. But i guess we are forgetting that we have an important issue to discuss today, here", while making an eww impression about the bar I notified him.
"Oh, Yea! Would you kindly pass me your laptop!" he asked having a peaky smile at the corner of his lips.
Ugh my laptop, for what? I don't like people touching my stuff but I really want to end this meeting ASAP.
"I guess you are again distracted by the view of mine, no worries let me get that by myself", he leaned towards me, giving his hand forward to get the laptop. A cute little locket comes out hanging from his neck. Shaped as *F* probably his girlfriends name.
Keeping my calm I said, "Oh sorry, take it please". And I passed the laptop after entering my password.
"You didn't have to type the password, I could have opened it without your help" he said while having a flirtious giggle!
Yea right as if I would let that thing happen Mr. Teddy Beddy.
Ugh!!! this guy is so annoying man. Why, why someone like him has to be in such a high post of a company!
"You speak very less I assume... You are rather an ambivert or not liking the company you're having right now", he said while typing in my laptop and giving a little peak into my face with a pinch of smile.
"That's a bad guess, I'm more of an extrovert. But I try to keep the business how it should be", I respond with a straight bold face. "Like the stereotypes".
"You indeed have that, a bold rebellious look inside and outside, C" he replied, keeping a straight eye contact.
He again started to type things into my laptop.
Let's give him a taste of his own, I said out of the blue,"So your girlfriend *f* how's she like?". As soon as I asked I could see a different look on his face. Not sad, not angry, not even smiling, its weird because since the starting his face had all the nice and goofy expressions & now its like a total turn off. What actually turned him off?
"I assume, I might have said something not appropriate for this situation", I said with a low tone.
"Nope it's fine! It's the initial of my sisters name. Her name is
Frencia. 22 years old now", and the light brings up again when he started talking.
One thing is clear, this guy must have a special bond with his little sister.
I took out my glasses."Oh that's nice", I replied putting the glasses inside its box.
"I'm done. I have recreated all the clauses and list of materials our company need from yours. In your laptop. Just take a look if you like. And show it to your superiors as the deal approvals. Here you will get all other details for the deal issue. I hope you guys won't let Irish Ltd down", leaving the table he said.
"Oh my holy god, you mean we're ON with this deal now", I asked surprisingly. "Yea, It was the reason why it took me long in the beer counter. I was just checking if I could use any of their devices to recreate all the work. I accidentally lost my hard copy on the way to here. So, sorry about that", he finished with a gentle couch.
While looking back for one last time just to see my surprised face, standing beside the table holding the laptop to check if its real. He left the bar.
God this was very easy? Piece of cake. Our company was chasing for so long to get this and now in just one meeting everything's done.
Is it a dream or what? Wish every head of the companies were like this guy! I blaberèd in my head, taking all my stuff, I left the bar with a smile on my ombre lips.
5 days later
God again!? I'm late. Always for this girl I be late, I screamed inside my head. "Sammy, it's already 18:45 now! please man hurry up. We only get one Saturday night, after work. Why do you always have to be so late for this one day?" I literally screamed from the front door wearing my black midi with silver glittered sneakers on, with some subtle makeup, up-do hair and boom, I look party ready.
"Ugh coming you party animal. At least give me a second to do my hairs!" Samantha shouted while coming down from the stairs.
"God I'll make your hair on the way, just come you sexy beach" I laughed while grabbing her white & soft tiny arms, compare to my long ones. I literally dragged her to the uber cab.
She made sure her tanned skin was still tanned as she entered into the car, "Oh lemme text Steve about our place. Where are we going by the way, hol?"
"There's an old authentic restaurant on west cost street--"
"What a restaurant? You are taking me on a restaurant? For what a dinner date? As long as I remember, you had 14 exs and dated uncountable! Who were ONLY guys. You never dated any girl before. And right now I'm dating Steven. So how come we are going to end up in a casual authentic restaurant! That too on a Saturday night" she finished by inhaling a long breath.
"You're done saying? Can I say something now?" I replied with an eye roll.
"No" she exclaimed, her small but cute face turned all red in angry. "Ugh.... yes I'm finished now what" she annoyingly said and crossed her arms.
"It's an authentic restaurant which also has a *modern bar*. And the bar is renowned for its awesome every day's freshly new cocktail mix! So tonight we'll go there and taste the best alcohols in town!" I finished with a uhu.
Her not so Jewish face turned into a party scream, "Oh God that's AWWWEEESOOMMEE".
"Guess what Stev says he won't be able to make it tonight, again". And her face turned off again.
"Ugh don't worry the bar is also renowned for its hawtie bartenders, my little pink dot" I said by tucking Samantha's black-red ombre hairs behind her long ponytail.
Samantha and I screamed together by creating an absolute scream inside the cab!
We took a lot of pictures on the way, my short a line boob hair cut, along with the grey colored hair, a witch of Halloween could be my tag. On the other hand Samantha, diamond shaped face, wide open brown eyes with fuller lips, she looks adorable barbie. And I love these, this time of my life. Sam and I both are best friends from childhood. After my mom's death, Samantha's mom, Ceci took care of me like her. Both Samantha's parents loves me just as much they love Sam. Although my dad used to pay my educational expenses until I got into collage. After that I did so many part time jobs with Sam. We never really stayed apart since then. So when we graduated from college, her dad Oren River gave us a job in his company. It's been 3 years now that we started to live together in the same house. Just as we planned after high school.
Blond boy in long pompadour, totally casual attire in. "Look who's here", the music went a bit low when a manly mature voice came to our ears. Oh and guess what it's Steven the Marvel freak and apparently my best friend aka colleague's boyfriend. Just having mature voice doesn't make a guy mature, only if Steven could understand it.
Samantha literally jumped on Steven when she saw him. His above the average height really gives him advantages to grab Sam immediately.
Ugh couples! Not like I hate and not like I love. Just doing what I planned till now, work. But I seriously feel happy when I see Sam. All happy with the guy she absolutely adore.
"Hey Stevy what'sup. The surprise really worked ha?", I hugged him trying to cascade his wide shoulders.
Passing his arms around Sam's waist he said, "Yea just so happy to see my baby girl. What's up with you? No new date this week?".
I shrugged grinning. "You knew he will join us here, hol?" Sammy said with her all time SURPRISED look.
"Lol, yeah sammy! By the way its not like I have a bunch of hawtie friends like you do, Stevy Evey", I replied pointing Steven's friends behind him.
"Oh yea babe, call'em up here. Let them introduce to hottie CEO of our company! Who has cracked a damn deal last week!" Sam said poking my waist.
"Ugh please Sammy!"
"Oh no, seriously Holy! Congratulations to both of you!" Steven said.
"Thankkkssss" we replied.
"And yes, you guys go sit and we guys will bring the drinks for you okay. And don't worry Sammy, gonna place some plot for Holy! That's Rayan my college friend, see. The guy in white collared basic shirt". Steven pointed the guy aged like him, broad shoulders with masculine face with lined lips, dusky skin and definitely looks the romantic type like Steven, which means BORING.
"Yes Steve I can see! Before that, I might not want you guys to bring my drink", I said with a hysterical laugh.
Samantha grabbed me from behind and said, "I know why".
"Hahaha okay. Holy there's your Hawtie Bartenders and your kinda mix is waiting for you" Steven laughed .
I don't get it, what's so weird on making your own type of cocktail? What's the point of drinking, if you don't have your kinda thing to sip!
I waked towards the bar and sit, while scrolling my tinder matches.
A familiar voice got my attention when it said, "Hello Miss which type of mix do you want for tonight".
"What do you guys have for starter cocktails", I asked being totally lost in my phone.
"I guess *extrovert shake* will work perfect for you" I heard.
I looked up and, its the same white skin, hint of pink touch over uncertain freckles,"You". But this time in a usual bartenders form. My jaw dropped as if I saw ghost.
Is it the same man who gave me the most demanding and hot deal a week before.
"What happened ma'am?" another guy behind him asked me.
I asked, "who is this". The guy said, "He's just volunteering as amature bartender in our first week of opening ma'am".
Ted took the charge of the conversation, pointing on his name plate, "I'm a bartender miss, Ted Mosbi"
To be continued......