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She'd always known she would say yes
'Adam' She would turn around, be still, deep asleep in bed, in her car, literally anywhere and that would still be in the name in her mind and heart.
Two years 14 days.
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He was just nothing but the many snobbish business partners she had encountered in her six years of business branding she had given her entire life for finally paying off she had opened one of her own. 27 employees and among the top ten leading business all over the country, she had done good.
That night, the night of yearly business associates all over the country had changed everything for her.
She would rather have choosen to spend her night like any other, on her couch, her laptop and hot coffee with her and Zane, her three year old German shepherd beside her but then she had gotten home, cleaned up, dressed up and fixed her long brown braids which matched her skin tone into a ponytail and then she had driven for twenty five minutes to the Jansens Hotels and Co, the place where the event had been clarified to be held.
An hour, two and then three as everyone mingled, she had said her 'hello' where it mattered, made small talks and walked on and then she saw them.
'Why don't you use your eyes to work, I mean that'd be great. You wouldn't be bringing me half the wine!' His voice was stern not cold just flat.
'I-I didn't mean it Mr Adam.' The server had trembled.
'Lyn, are you alright?' She didn't know her but she had read her name tag. Being an employer or once employed she had learnt an important lesson, always call people by their names, they would in turn feel respected and seen.
'N-I mean yes.' They still didn't face her.
'Get me another drink!' Adam had shouted almost drawing attention his side.
'I'll take it, I love red wine.' She had just taken the glass from the tray and offered them her best smile and she had instantly locked eyes with him, grey eyes, they had so much light in them, pale white skin, beautiful brown short curls and a blue suit and his mouth half wide opened.
'It's not okay to talk to people as if you own them.' That's all she'd said.
'M-my apologies waiter, I mean Lyn.' He had spoken much softer and kinder.
'I'll bring you another drink Mr Adam.' Lyn...
Two years 14 days.
***********
He was just nothing but the many snobbish business partners she had encountered in her six years of business branding she had given her entire life for finally paying off she had opened one of her own. 27 employees and among the top ten leading business all over the country, she had done good.
That night, the night of yearly business associates all over the country had changed everything for her.
She would rather have choosen to spend her night like any other, on her couch, her laptop and hot coffee with her and Zane, her three year old German shepherd beside her but then she had gotten home, cleaned up, dressed up and fixed her long brown braids which matched her skin tone into a ponytail and then she had driven for twenty five minutes to the Jansens Hotels and Co, the place where the event had been clarified to be held.
An hour, two and then three as everyone mingled, she had said her 'hello' where it mattered, made small talks and walked on and then she saw them.
'Why don't you use your eyes to work, I mean that'd be great. You wouldn't be bringing me half the wine!' His voice was stern not cold just flat.
'I-I didn't mean it Mr Adam.' The server had trembled.
'Lyn, are you alright?' She didn't know her but she had read her name tag. Being an employer or once employed she had learnt an important lesson, always call people by their names, they would in turn feel respected and seen.
'N-I mean yes.' They still didn't face her.
'Get me another drink!' Adam had shouted almost drawing attention his side.
'I'll take it, I love red wine.' She had just taken the glass from the tray and offered them her best smile and she had instantly locked eyes with him, grey eyes, they had so much light in them, pale white skin, beautiful brown short curls and a blue suit and his mouth half wide opened.
'It's not okay to talk to people as if you own them.' That's all she'd said.
'M-my apologies waiter, I mean Lyn.' He had spoken much softer and kinder.
'I'll bring you another drink Mr Adam.' Lyn...
