The Wedding Planner

Chapter 2

"Come on, I'm going to be late!" I yell at the car in front of me. It was currently 2:54 and I was about to lose the rest of my sanity because of this driver. I've been behind this idiot for the past ten minutes and I'm almost certain he or she doesn't understand the term fast lane.

I was literally two minutes from my office and I had five minutes until my next client comes. Hopefully, she runs a little late and I can make up for the lost time.

I try and make a mental notebook of things I need to do before she arrives.

"Breathe Ang. All you need to do is get your notebook, your wedding themes, and a sketchbook in case she wants to talk dresses." I say trying to soothe my nerves.

When I make it to my building, I bolt out of the car as quick as my heels would carry me and make my way to the door.

"Is she here yet?" I ask frantically as I see my assistant sitting behind the counter.

"No Ms. Mitchell but she should be any second." She answered while typing on the computer.

"Good. Send her straight to my office when she comes in." I say while letting out a huge breath of relief.

Not waiting for an answer, I scurry off to my office and am pleasantly surprised to find a mess-free office and all of my supplies already stacked on my desk. I smile and make a note in my head to thank her for this later.

Since that checks everything off of the to-do list, I go to the restroom to do some last-minute freshening up.

I scoop my brush out of my purse and take care of any tangles that might have come into my brown locks. After that, I renew my lipstick and tuck my cream blouse into my maroon pencil skirt.

Confident that I looked as professional as possible, I flash a satisfied smile to my reflection and make my way back to the office.

Just as I take a seat, my assistant comes into the door with a blonde following behind her.

"Ms. Mitchell, Ms. Maury is here."

"Hello, Ms. Maury," I say with a cheerful voice.

After shaking her hand, I usher her to the seat in front of my desk and take my place on the other side.

I take a quick moment to scan over her attire just to get a quick visual of her style. By her pink fitted dress, I can tell that she doesn't mind showing a piece of skin and not that she should be with her killer figure.

I go lower and notice her daring white and green polka-dotted heels, and to finish the look a signature girly beach wave for the hair.

I note down in my book to suggest a more bold, revealing dress to accommodate her style.

"Okay Ms.Maury, to start off I want begin with the theme that you and the groom would like."

"We actually don't have one but I was hoping you would some we could look through." She said with a desperate look.

"Of course, everything you'll need would be right here. Just tell me the ones you find appealing and we can work from there." I say while passing her the book.

"Or we could start with the dress since the theme would need to be in favor of both the bride and groom," I suggest while taking in consideration that her fiancé hasn't shown up yet.