Killer Heels and Prada

Chapter I

Miranda sat in a meeting at runway. Nigel, Irv Ravitz and a few others sat in on the meeting discussing Men's Runway. "Where is James Holt Nigel? He was supposed to be here 10 minutes ago." Miranda asked. "I think he said something about a delay." He replied. Miranda just rolled her eyes. "Anyways I think a sophisticated look would be best since this is our first issue, a lot of the sample clothes I've seen don't seem to send the right message for this issue. It should be about addressing a way to be fashionable and also having a more casual look that could still leans towards formal." Emily walked in and Miranda's train of thought was interrupted. "Miranda James Bo..." she was cut off "Show him in he is late and get me my starbucks that's all." Emily scurried out of the room before she had a chance to explain anything else. James entered the room and stood behind Miranda. "Who are you?" Nigel asked as Miranda turned around. "He must be one of James's models that he has brought. You see Irv this is the kind of look this magazine should have for it's first issue." Miranda said looking at his outfit up and down. "So where is James shouldn't he be with you?" Miranda said getting impatient. "I am James, though obviously not the one you thought you were getting. I'm the agent that M sent. My name is Bond, James Bond Ms. Priestly and I'm here to keep you safe." Miranda stiffened. "Nigel let me know when James Holt gets here so we can continue the meeting." she said getting up and leaving motioning for James to follow her.

"Emily, why didn't you tell me it was Mr. Bond and not James Holt that was here? You know that I don't have time for any incompetence." Miranda said leading James into her office. "Where is my coffee Emily?" Emily came scurrying in with her starbucks. "Can I get you anything Mr. Bond?" Emily asked. "No, I'm fine right now thank you." "Emily have you found me a suitable second assistant yet?" "Yes Miranda, she is starting in the morning." Miranda nodded her head. "Shut my office door on your way out that's all." Emily quickly retreated and shut the door behind her. "Now Mr. Bond, I have agreed to this upon M's insistence, she gave me a full run down of your reputation with women so before you even try I can assure you your attempts will be rather meaningless." Miranda said. "Meaningless huh? You just said I looked hot in that meeting room." James replied coyily. "No Mr. Bond I said I liked your look, the way you were dressed and how it was an example of what I am looking for, for the first issue of Men's Runway." Miranda said putting her glasses on and sitting down in her chair which caused her skirt to rise up. James couldn't help but stare at the view of creamy skin he was given. He looked her up and down as she went over some photos. She had on a white top that had a v neck and showed off a nice amount of cleavage. "Wow, I have never seen skin that creamy, or eyes that blue, she really is incredibly beautiful." he thought. Miranda looked at him out of the corner of her eye and saw him gawking at her. "Figures, he's not in my office ten minutes and his mind is already on things that do not involve protecting me. Why is he still staring?" she thought. "Is there something wrong with your brain cells because you seem to be stuck dumb Mr. Bond." James shook his head from his trance "M hadn't been kidding she is an ice queen." he thought. He leaned over her desk and said "No I haven't been struck dumb but don't pretend that you don't get that look from plenty of other men your highness." he said. Miranda glared at him and pursed her lips knowing exactly what he was referring to. He glared back and they didn't break eye contact until Nigel walked into her office. "Yes" Miranda said. "James Holt has just arrived Miranda." "It's about time." she said and got up and started out with James behind her. 'Is it going to be necessary for you to go everywhere I do Mr. Bond?" she asked turning around. 'yes it is your highness and call me James why don't you." Miranda scowled, turned and walked out of her office. James just smirked and watched the view before following.

By the end of the day Miranda had grown tired of James looking her over like she was a pierce of meat. "Emily get my bag and my coat I want Roy parked out front in two minutes." Miranda said. Emily dashed up and got her coat and bag and then txt Roy informing him Miranda was in a bad mood and to be in front of the building immediately. James winked at Emily as he passed by she went weak at the knees. "God he is gorgeous!" she said once he had left the office. Meanwhile Miranda and James rode in the elevator in silence and when it opened Miranda made a bee line for her car. "Ms. Priestly." Roy said as he opened the door for her. Roy turned to James and greeted him. "Sir" he said. Miranda expected James to get in the front seat with Roy and was even more aggravated when he slid in next to her. "All right James lets get some ground rules set since you will unfortunately be staying with me. You will have your own room down the hall, mine is off limits and so are my girls' rooms. If they invite you in then you may go in, but if I ever catch you in my room keep in mind that I will be aiming low when I go to kick you. You can of course make yourself at home, because I'm sure you will be here for awhile, you stay out of my way and I will stay out of yours that's all." she said and turned and faced the window.