He steps out of a taxi and walks to the doors of an office building. He takes out his wallet and pulls out an I.D card to be scanned. He walks inside and goes to the front desk where he meets a beautiful, brunette woman who seems to be in her mid-twenties. And her eyes are as green as the shiniest emerald you could ever imagine. She was indeed the perfect definition of beautiful.
"Good morning!" She said.
"Good morning, madame." The man said with a nod.
"What are you here for today, sir?" She asked.
"I'm here for an appointment with Michael Kors on his upcoming design at 8:15 a.m." The man replied.
"Okay. You will have about a ten minute reservation wait on Mr.Kors to arrive. If he doesn't show up by 8:25 a.m the appointment will be dropped." She said.
"Yes, ma'am. Thank you." He replied.
"By the way, my name is Aiva. I'll be covering for the other receptionist for next two weeks." She said.
"Alright. The name's Ashton." The man said to Aiva.
"Ashton... last name?" Aiva asked.
"Oh, Bowman. Ashton Bowman." Ashton replied with a bit of a chuckle.
"Well, it was a pleasure to meet you Mr.Bowman." Aiva smiles and nods her head.
"Please, lovely, call me Ashton." He said giving her a smile and a wink.
"Oh, okay... Ashton." She giggled.
"Ain't you just a flirt." He said, making the woman more intrigued.
"Why yes. Yes I am." She said leaning over the counter a little bit.
Ashton gets distracted from the woman as one of his work partners round the corner of the corridor. Mr.Kors was standing by his partners side.
"Mr.Bowman, your client is ready to see you now." His partner says.
"Alright, on my way." Ashton says as he turns to Aiva one last time. "You be a good girl now, okay? I'll try to catch you at lunch." Aiva smiles. His partner clears his throat. "Okay! Coming!" Ashton says chasing back to Mr.Kors and his partner.
Before Ashton disappears around the corridor, he gives Aiva one last wink. Aiva giggles and waves.
