Find something worth saving ; it's all for the taking.
-SZA
{Rated R 18+}
Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a...
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A hot caramel latte resided in my left hand that I occasionally took sips from. I hurriedly grabbed my purse, phone and IPad as I rushed into the high rise building for my first in person meeting with a product designer. I checked my watch for the time. The meeting is suppose to start at 9:30am.
I was always a punctual person and I didn't play about time being wasted so I made sure to have my ass down to this building at least 15 minutes early.
I walked into the busy lobby through the glass swivel doors.
Everything looked clean and modern. Junior and lead designers walked around with either sketches, pieces of fabrics or carts of their latest designs samples. A huge sign with the company's name sat above the receptionist desk that lit up most of the lobby. I made my way there.
"Welcome to Indigo Design Co., do you have a meeting this morning?" A snooty white woman asked as she typed away on her computer monitor not taking a glance my way. Her natural ginger hair was pinned up on top of her head in an updo. She wore a red lip and a red jumpsuit. Freckles were scattered across the nose area of her slim face. She was a very pretty woman.
"Good morning, I do have a 9:30 meeting with Sanaa Daisi." I watched as she typed away I'm guessing to check the meetings log.
"Ok Miss Ross, you can follow these directions to get to your designated meeting room." She wrote the directions on a yellow sticky note.
"Thank you." I made my way to the meeting room. It was empty and it had small refreshments such as, coffee, fruits, bagels and pastries lined along a table in the corner. I sat in one of the swivel chairs that occupied the long meeting table. The televisions around the room showed the building and name of the company with their motto.
At 9:48am a few of Sanaa's design team members came in and occupied the rest of the seats. We all spoke to each other. I engaged in small talk with them as Sanaa finally made it to the meeting. She wore a baby blue pant suit with a nude bodysuit underneath with nude heels. Her black bob stopped just below her ear lobe that held expensive earrings.
She was beautiful and clearly a bad bitch by default. Sanaa Daisi is a 30 year old designer who worked for some of the biggest artist and influencers out right now. I loved her work and I was hoping we could collaborate, I give her my ideas and she designs them and make them come to life.
She sat a thick folder in front of her chair as she stood awaiting for the room to quiet down.
I honestly thought it would just be a personal meeting between Sanaa and I. At least that's what I remember the email stated.
