Aspen Montgomery gets fired from her job, and desperately needs a new one. Her friend finds her a job as a personal assistant to Mr. Johnson.
They soon find out that Mr. Johnson, is Jace Johnson- the richest and hottest guy that owns the hotel.
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After an hour or so, my hair is finally done, and my makeup is also done. I walk towards the mirror and look at myself. My hair is in a loose braid back into a bun, which looks gorgeous. My makeup is stunning. This is the most makeup I've ever had on my face. The eyeshadow brings out my green eyes. Needless to say, Ryan did an amazing job.
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a/n-^ just to show you what her makeup looks like:)
"Wow. I look amazing! Thank you guys so much." I say as I hug both of them. "It's what I do best." Ryan says while smiling. They get out of the room, and I change into the dress. "Anna! I need help." I yell. She walks in, and looks at me. "You look so pretty!" She yells. "Thanks. Mind helping me zip this up?" I ask. She nods, and zips up the dress. She hands me the white heels Ryan chose out for me, and helps me step into them. "Jace is gonna have a hard time keeping his hands off of you tonight." She says while smirking. I hit her arm playfully, and we walk into the living room. Ryan and Chase turn to look at me. "Woah." They both say at the same time. I laugh, "Thanks." There's a knock on the door, and I go to answer it. I open the door, and see Jace standing there in his suit. He looks incredible. "Try not to drool." He says while I keep looking at him. I snap out of my thoughts, and try to hide the blush that's coming onto my face. I turn around and look at my friends, "Bye guys!" I yell as I walk out. ____________________________________
I see a limo out front, and a driver waiting for us. "Woah." I say. "Never been in a limo?" He asks. "Nope." He gets in front of me, and we hold eye contact. "The dress is so lovely. Thank you so much for getting it for me." I say in a low voice. "You're welcome." It's silent, and he's extremely close to me; I'm afraid that he can hear my heart beating. "You look beautiful." He says. "Nobody's around, you don't have to act." I say with a smirk. He holds the car door open for me,
