Hanging On A Thread

10. A Business Meeting

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In about an hour I was ready with my standard makeup, caramel eyeshadow with a hint of bronze and two coats of black mascara. My hair was curled to create loose and long flowing waves with a touch of hairspray for volume. I decided on wearing a black shirt tucked into a pair of loose but firm fitting charcoal trousers, and cream, pointed, 4 inch heels. To top it off I wore a cream cocoon coat to match my shoes and a black floppy hat. I was going for an elegantly casual and sophisticated look if you couldn't tell. Before I met up with the girls I had to meet with an investor to discuss the kennel and further expanding it. I made myself a tiny shot of espresso to give myself a little boost, it might be an inch tall, but it sure packs one hell of a punch. On the way out I grabbed my white and black Michael Kors purse, a gift from my mother, and shoved my sunglasses into it along with my car keys.

In the garage of my apartment there was a vast amount of cars, but mine stuck out the most, it was an all white 2015 Volkswagen Beetle with a bit of black trim here and there. I just got it waxed so the light was reflecting off it in a way that just screamed, "Look at me!". At first, I was okay with getting a plain old Honda, but my father wasn't having it. My dad knows I love Volkswagen cars, so last year, on my birthday, he surprised me with a brand new car that wasn't even on the market yet. I turned it down plenty of times, but he simply wouldn't take no for an answer, so I said okay and now I'm in love. Yesterday I didn't want to use it because there was too much traffic and I although I love the car, I hate going out with it. It gives off that rich kind of vibe, y'know?

I hopped in the car and turned it on, while adjusting my rearview mirror, and checking my appearing one last time. I opened my purse and pulled out a deep red/burgundy matte lipstick and applied it very carefully to my plump lips. I was satisfied with how I came off, bold but professional. After popping in an Adele CD and blasting the volume to the highest setting, I pulled out of my reserved parking space and drove off. On the way there, I rolled down my window and at a red light and I noticed a man in the car over, staring at me, singing along to Adele. Mid-chorus, my voice trailed off in a very awkward and embarrassing way.

"Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements?! Even if it leads nowh..hi." I turned my head and made eye contact with a smirking and strikingly handsome man. "And you are watching me...awkward.", I smiled shyly, my cheeks burning.

"Don't let me stop you! You looked like you were having fun there.", He put his hand under his chin and leaned on it.

He was wearing a black suit and had dirty blonde hair with bright blue eyes and a beautiful set of teeth and dimples.

"Uh, actually I'll just let her finish it off.", I coughed awkwardly. "Anyway it's rude to stare."

"I can't help it, you're gorgeous.", He smiled, widely.

"Wow. I've never been hit on at a red light. It's too bad, I'll probably never see you again. Shame.", I shrugged my shoulders.

"You're right, but who knows. Maybe I can get your num--"

"Oh there goes the light. Nice talking to you!", I stomped on the gas and sped off. "Not."

As I was driving I realized there was a black car behind me that I saw a couple miles back. It looked strangely familiar to the guy that I met back at that red light. God, I hope he isn't following me.
I took a turn, hoping the guy wouldn't make the same one, and just my luck because he did too. I just continued to drive until we got to another red light so I could interrogate him. When I reached the light I waited for him to pull up next to me and when he did I rolled down my window.

"Hey! You, roll down your window!", I pointed my finger, vigorously at his window and then to the ground.

He did and raised his eyebrows with a smirk on his face, "I'm not following you, I promise. We must be headed to same place.", He shrugged.