Must be Santa (COMPLETED)

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Wynter

"I am proud to announce that Nubia cosmetics is going public!" I speak into the microphone and am met by the roaring applause of the crowds.
"Today, my private company will go public. I will be selling all my to the general public; to people like you." I smiled enthusiastically. This was a big step for my cosmetics line, financially and business wise. I would be able to retire young!

"Plans for the future include innovation, demand, and —" My words falter as I see a set of curly brown hair?
It looked so familiar...Nick?

I blinked twice and frown, making sure to clear my vision.

No way!

It couldn't be him.
He would never show his face here after what I said to him.... After what he did to me.

"Plans for the future include innovation, demand, and —and—" my words falter as I see the curls move through the crowd.

"They...include..." Big breaths met my lungs as I try to remain focused. "The plans include..."
Before I could utter another word, I see Nick Claus making his way down the aisle.

So it was him.

The spotlight cuts from me and shines on him.

"What in the world?" I yell, waving my palm to the technical center for help. The spotlight was either broken or this was...planned?
"Shine the light back on me!" I mouthed to the dark booth in the back.

"Wynter Ryder!!" He shouts, grabbing the attention of every person in the audience.

"Hey! It's the Santa"
"Isn't that Nick C?"
"It's Santa!"
"Who?"
"The Santa from the Christmas palette!"
"He's cute!"

The whispers were invasive and that made me nervous. They crowd was getting distracted and that was not the point of this conference.

"Nick...what are you doing here?" I fumed muffling the microphone so my voice wouldn't carry. There were still 300+ potential investors in the audience.

I look over the podium, trying to find Elizabeth in the crowds. I spot her in the way back of the auditorium. She was pointing over a table filled with papers and palettes. Once she caught my gaze, she smiles and waves.
Drew was chuckling next to her. They looked like they shared a forbidden secret.
What was with them lately?

"Sorry for the interruption eveyone. I'll have security deal with this promptly." I look towards the head of my security team and nod. They jumped at lighting speed, quickly bursting into action to grab Nick by his shoulders.

"Hey! Let me go!" Two guards grab Nick by the shoulders and drag him away. "Wynter!! Come on! I may be the last person you want to see right now."

"You are correct mysterious man" I say into the microphone, distancing myself from Nick's spectacle. This was so embarrassing!

"I know... I know! But please! Just hear me out!!" His eyes fall on me and when I saw his big brown eyes, my senses were flooded with frailty.

Al heads were now turned on Nick. He looked around and remembered this was a live event for the whole world to see. He dropped his head low and nodded, allowing the security to carry him away.

I had said goodbye to him before. I didn't want to hear what he had to say....
Or maybe I did.
"Wait! Let him go" I looked at my security team and nodded, directing them to let him go.

I held up my fingers and signaled 5 minutes. That's all he was allowed. Nick bit back a smile and nodded, thankful for my mercy.

"Some of you may know me as Nick C. Ceo of Envictus." He chuckled as saw the people lifting their pamphlets in confusion. "This part of the program is unplanned so you can put down your programs."