CHAPTER 3

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  • Dedicated to Fardin Afridi
                                    

 

ZOEY'S P.O.V

"Zoey, umm you okay?" Sarah's voice dragged me out of my thoughts.. Unable to get the words out, I just nodded at her direction."Zoey , umm Haley Spencer is here.. Would you like to meet her now?"

My mind is full of thoughts at the moment.. I won't be able to concentrate on the interview with this model.. But I have to do it because I haven't yet decided the god damn show stopper.. "Yeah, sure send her in."

After a few minutes  Haley Spencer who happened to last work with Sasha Hawkins walked in.. The moment she walked in I knew she is just perfect for my brand.. And besides I didn't have the energy to talk to her and interrogate her now when my mind is so not paying attention..

"Hey, Miss Carter" she greeted me.. "Hello Haley.. And please call me Zoey." I informed her.. After a few more talks I told her that she has been signed for my show.. She seemed really excited.. She was a very pretty lady and was perfectly experienced.. I asked her why she left Sasha Hawkins and her reaction clearly told me that she had become sick of Sasha's tantrums and had also been victimized by her bitchiness..

After almost an hour she left my office.. Now it's Sarah's turn to show her the dresses and explain the sequence and everything because only three days are left and it seems nothing yet is ready.... I wasn't ready myself because of this so recent encounter with my ex..

Starbucks was always the place I so go whenever I get free time, but now I don't think I want to go there anymore.. What if he is still there?? I can't handle another awkward encounter with Christopher with all those weird thoughts roaming  my  head, or his.

It seemed as time never passed.. The time was lingering as slowly as possible.. Then suddenly out of nowhere a tall, fair and handsome guy entered my office.. As soon as my eyes fell on his green eyes a huge smile appeared on my face.. Alex Fernandez my friend who is the chief editor of the playboy magazine came bursting into my office..

"Alex." I yelled and got quickly towards him to give him a hug.. "Hey my wild cat." He quickly wrapped his arms around me and gave me a tight hug.. Okay, so Alex has been one of the first people I knew in New York.. He has helped me a lot with advertisement methods.. He chose and decorated my office.. I know deep in his heart he loves me from the very beginning.. Respecting my feelings he never asked me out.. I hope he remains like that in the future too, because I can never refuse him into anything when he gives me his puppy face.. He looks so cute!

"Alex, I am so glad you came.. You just saved my oh-so-boring day.." I stated matter of factly.. "Hey wildness, I can see some sexiness oozing out of you.." He said smirking at me.. "Shut up!" I told him punching his chest lightly..

"So what honours me your visit?" I told him.. Actually it's been quiet a while we don't hangout.. The last time we went for dinner, he ended being the victim of a giant gay guy, well I had designed the trap for him though. It was real fun how he made a millions of excuses and left the room.. I was hiding in the closet so I heard each and everything laughing my ass off..

"I want you to marry me." He said. At his words I entirely did a mental backflip.. Then he suddenly burst out laughing.. "Hahahah! Your face... Your reaction was as if you got asked out by an alien." He said.. Jerk..

"Nothing funny, And I would rather prefer an alien than get married to you.. I don't want to get married to a GAY." I told him.. Whenever I mention that gay incident he snaps at me..

"Okay so back to your first question.. I am here to tell you that one of my really close friend has recently moved into New York. He is an awesome person, so his house warming is on this Sunday and you are coming with me.." He told me..

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