Dreamers Love

Morning Glory

Scott sat in his big rectangle office drinking his morning coffee. He sat in his jet black office chair opening his silver MacBook Pro logging in to his computer. A knock at the door, "Sir, you have someone on the phone asking for you." His assistant said calmly to him. Scott stood up from his desk. His taller, bolder figure walking towards his assistant. He adjusted his suit tie that matched the color of his eyes; Light blue. His fitted light grey suit made his jet black hair stand out as he stood in a crowd of people. His strides got him closer and closer to the phone on his assistants desk. He picked the phone up, putting it to his perfectly shaped ear. "This Is Scott Clark." He said as his voice was deep, seductive, dominate with a British accent. The person on the phone spoke, "Yes Mr. Clark, My name is Khalessi Smith and I would like to talk to you about a job as a photographer." Scott stood there listening to the woman as she spoke hearing how angelic her voice sounded. "Yes, I have time tomorrow morning around 8 am if you'd like to come by my office." His voice determined to meet her. She agreed to come by the next morning at 8 am before she hung up the phone. Scott followed her lead and hung the phone back on its place on his assistants desk. He walked back to his office closing the door behind him. His hand unbuttons the two buttons to his suit jacket that kept it buttoned together. His body moved towards his office bar that sat in front of two large book cases full of poetry books he liked to collect. He hand wrapped around a small glass as it had some whiskey in it. He put the glass to his light rosed lips taking a large sip of the whiskey drinking all that was in the glass. He sat the glass down on the top of the bar countertop before he walked back to his desk sitting down. His fingers sliding against his laptop keyboard like a ice skater on the ice. Smooth and quick.