If You Tell Me To Stay

Chapter 44

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Can and Sanem stood in front of a giant billboard advertising the woman's non-profit, and the campaign that Can had spent the last week perfecting. Sanem had insisted that after work they drive to Silveri so they could see the fruits of his labor in person.

Ever since the photo shoot, there had been a lot of positive buzz surrounding the charity, Fikr'i Harika, and Can himself. Now that the photos were made public, the buzz only grew. Everyone seemed to love them, and proceeds poured into the cause they were advertising. There was even talk about giving Can an award.

Sanem thought the hype couldn't be spent on a better person and she was at the top of that hype list. "I think we should have a party."

"A party? For whom?"

"For you. Well not just you. For Çağri and Güliz too. Your business just completed its first job. It's official! You now own your very own advertising company!"

"The job didn't pay anything and we don't even have an office space yet."

"Stop being all humble and trying to discount this. It's a big deal! Be proud."

They stared at the billboard and Can did feel a sense of accomplishment the longer he looked at it. Things were falling into place, "I do have some more news, but I guess I thought bringing it up might jinx it."

Sanem was bouncing up and down, "What is it?!"

"We may be closer to an actual office. Fakir, that's Mr. Ersöz's assistant, called and wants to set up a meeting. Apparently his boss has an offer he wants us to consider. And Mr. McKinnon, the photographer I admire, owns a makeup company and he wants us to be in the running to do some print ads for him."

"Can!" She hit his arm and he laughed at her enthusiasm.

"The head of finance would have to confirm, but if he picks us, the earnings on that could set us up for years."

"See?! This one job is already opening up doors!"

"It's really not that big a deal. It's just some billboards and stuff. And McKinnon may not pick us and whatever Mr. Ersöz has to discuss may not be anything."

Sanem was about to ask him to jump on the bandwagon already and be excited with her but Can's phone began ringing. "Oprah calling for an interview?"

Can laughed at her joke and looked at his phone, "No. Just my dad."

"Ah ha! Proof!"

"Proof of what?"

"You said your father only calls you when you've done something great." Sanem gestured to his phone with both hands, "Ta da!"

Can leaned forward and kissed her cheek, "Thank you for being excited for me."

"I'm excited because this is exciting!"

Sanem was positively beaming and still couldn't control her jumping. "Now answer your phone. You can play it cool with your dad, but once you hang up I expect a squeal, a hug where you spin me around, or at the very least a fist pump."