More Than One Night

chapter eighteen

Aurora

"And this is where you will be working."

Sarah shows me into a small office, situated just off the hallway.

"Thank you so much."

"I'll leave you to get comfortable, just let me know when your heading out. Here is your schedule, and here is your key card. If you have any questions please let me know."

"I will thank you again."

"You should be proud of yourself Aurora, this never happens on an interview." She smiles before leaving me in my office.

My office.

I cannot believe this. It's 4pm and I've been here since my interview this morning. Sarah and her assistant offered me the internship straight away. It's for 6 months with the chance I can work here permanently after that.

I've met some other photographers that work here, had lunch in the break room, met some of the assistants and even some models that were here for a photoshoot.

The studio is very modern, white walls and floors with minimal black decoration throughout. The lobby on the ground floor has a reception with 'WPS' on the walls.

Sarah Wilson the owner has been nothing but lovely to me all day. She practically said she knew she wanted to hire me before my interview. She loved my photos and was shocked when I told her I was just a bartender.

As I sit in the plush leather chair, I take a deep breath and let my head fall in my hands. Regaining myself, I pull my phone out to sent Logan a message.

[Me: I'm ready now, please can you come pick me up?]

[Logan: On my way. 10 minutes baby x]

I'm excited to tell him my good news. I gather up my bag and laptop before taking the lift down to the entrance.

I say goodbye to the few faces I pass as I exit the building only to see Logan sat out front in his sports car. A smile grows on my face as I climb into the passenger seat.

"So?" He drags out, lifting a brow at me.

"So?" I smile repeating him.

"Fucking hell baby, please tell me what's going on." He chuckles, turning in his seat to face me.

"I got the internship! Sarah hired me straight away. I've been set up with an office, I've had lunch, I met some other photographers and models and-"

I'm cut off by Logan crashing his lips onto mine. His tongue licking my bottom lip, begging for entry into my mouth. Blood pulses around my body at the sensation. My hands grips his neck, pulling him closer to me. He pulls away resting his forehead on mine.

"I'm so proud of you baby. I knew you could do it."

Pecking my lips one more time before setting off, his hand grips my thigh. A position I've become accustomed to whenever I'm in Logan's car.

We arrived back at Logan's place, he wants to cook dinner for us tonight. In the meantime I call Aunt Nic and fill her in on my day.

While I'm sat at the table waiting for dinner there's a knock on the door.

"Baby, will you get that please."

"No, Logan, this is your home. I'm not just opening the door to-"

"Aurora please, I'm finishing up dinner."

"Fine." I sigh, lifting myself up and heading for the door.

I open the door and a man stood with a large bouquet of flowers smiles at me.