the man in the suit

chapter three//the man in the suit

chapter 3

I walk into the apartment and I hear the engine of the car roar into the distance. Chloe is sat at the desk typing away on her laptop, obviously writing the arrival.

"who was that?" she says not looking up from the screen.

"who was who?"

"don't play stupid with me, I know someone dropped you off plus I heard you speaking to them." shit.

"oh it was no one really, just Mr Luke hemmings." she suddenly stops typing and looks at me shocked.

I smile and walk into my room. I hear the chair skid across the floor and my door swings open.

"what!" she yells. "don't say it like its no big deal! why the hell would he come all the way from Auckland just to drop you home?" she comes and sits on my bed while I sit by my desk.

"he didn't just come here to drop me off, he came to Harrison's." I look to my laptop and log into my emails.

"was he just in the area or what. did he tell you anything?"

"must of been." I shrug deleting all my junk mail. "oh and I asked about a photoshoot with him."

her mouth drops open. "what did he say?"

"he said that he's free in two days time and to call him when we know a time and place"

"you know, I took me months to get an interview with him but here you are, just asking him for a photoshoot and he agrees. he must like you" she wiggles her eyebrow. I shake my head yet a pang of excitement shoots through me. there is no way in hell he likes me, is there? i get back to my laptop and start to study.

"how are you going to contact him?" she asks.

"I'll call him" I shrug and her mouth pops open.

"what! he gave you his number?!" I nod my head and she stands up.

"he must like you" a smug smiles crosses her face.

"I'll phone some people to organize everything and I'll tell you tomorrow so you can phone him" she walks out my room shutting the door behind her.

I study for about 3 hours straight and before I know it its midnight and I take a quick shower and rid my makeup, change into my vest top and long cotton pj pants and climb into my bed. almost instantly I fall asleep. dreaming of burning blue eyes.

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I wake to the feeling of warmth on my skin. I look to my window and see a steam of light flow through the curtains.

I sit up lazily and go to the bathroom. I never realized how pale I looked, I think as I look at my refection in the mirror. I wash my face and walk to the kitchen were Chloe is making pancakes.

"morning"  she say happily, placing a freshly made pancake on the plate adding syrup and fruit.

as she turns around I grab the plat and a knife and fork and start to eat it.

when she sees me I freeze with the pancake half in half out of my mouth.

shaking her head and chuckling, Chloe turns back to the stove and starts to make another.

" so. have you. found a photographer?" I ask in between bites.

"yeah about that, so there's good news and bad news. bad news, I couldn't find an actual photographer. good news Michael said he would do it for us" Michael?

"Michael said he would do it?" she nods "okay? and what about a place to do the shoot?"

"I booked a one presidential suite in the sky city hotel for us to do the shoot in" beaming with excitement I let out a small squeal.