(Editing) On a date with Ian Somerhalder

24. Reunions, meetings and feelings

There I sat, on my desk, just staring at the huge bunch of papers I had to go throw and sign. Taking a sip from my coffee, I began reading the first paper of four hundred I had to go through today.
I heard a knock on the door that interrupted my focus.

"Lisa, come on. We have a meeting right now." Mathew said coming to my desk.

He gave me a sweet kiss on my cheek and held my hand, dragging me out if my office.

"Aren't they early?" I asked not expecting to see anyone for anther two hours.

"Yes. Which is why you'll have to do this alone. Another client is waiting for my assistance." He smirked

"What?" I asked surprised. "I can't do this alone! I need you."

"Don't worry. You'll do fine. I already spoke strong words aboutyou." he smiled.

We reached the huge doors that lead to the meeting room. As Mathew left me, I took a deep breath, gathering the paperwork and entered.

"Hi, my name is Lisa Hastings and I will be negotiating with you the terms of our agreement." I smiled walking to the large table and taking my seat.

I stared before me, at an old bald man in a suit. He stretched out his hand shaking mine.

"I'm bob. I'll be representing them." He pointed to a man and a woman at the window.

They seemed to be enjoying the view looking Down at New York.
The woman turned and my mouth dropped to the floor.
She was blonde, tall and skinny. Her dress was purple, skin tight and strapless, allowing her cleavage to bounce out. The dress barely reached only an inch under her back side. Her heels made her taller than the man beside her

"I'm Christina Richards, Victoria secret model."
She said grabbing her phone out if her purse and sitting across from me.

I laughed at how she used her occupation in her introduction. I mean... a Victoria secret model?

"What are you laughing at slut?" she asked harshly.

I immediately shut up after she said the last word. I was too nervous to verbally insult her back.

The man turned around from the window and that's when I saw his face.
I slapped myself for not realizing who he was earlier.

I looked into the eyes of the man that I both hate and love.

Ian.

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Ian's POV

I stood there looking at the crowd that is New York. It was amazing how many different people came here, to time square.

"Hey babe, do you think I look good enough? I mean is my dress showing enough skin? that Mathew guy Is hot." Christina giggled beside me

I seriously regret bringing such a.... non serious person to something as important as this.

"Yes Christina. You look extra slutty." I replied laughing.

He dress was practically showing everything, it being like her second skin.

I heard some mumbling which I Ignored and continued looking at the busy people walking on the busy an crowded streets.

"What are you laughing at slut?" I hear who I guessed was Christina swear.

I turned around to see who she was swearing at when I saw her.

The person who took my breath away with every blink, and who broke my heart.