The Bitter is Sweet

I don't remember breathing because I was completely spell bound by the interior. The whole office signified wealth and power and being there was such an overwhelming experience.
Lizzy moved slightly out of my way, revealing a pensive looking man behind a large u-shaped desk scribbling something on a paper. He wore dark rectangular framed glasses and his brown hair shined under the day light illuminated through the glass walls.
On him was a dark blue suit with a white inner shirt and black tie. His wrist was clad in a gold watch with leather straps. He was certainly not as old as I had imagined but I couldn't tell how young he was.
His shoulders were broad - very broad. Now that my eyes were frozen on him, I realized he was young - very young.
After what seemed like eternity, he lifted his head....and my breath caught. His handsome features captivated me rendering me frozen - until he gave me a once-over glance and frowned.....a deep dark frown.
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When Lizzy informed me that Spencer had arrived I decided to scribble down a few pointers and reminders. I was still pissed but I was going to deal with his lateness later.
I sensed eyes on me and when I looked up. There were two faces staring at me. One, my secretary and the other, a young lady with waves of curly hair which was everywhere. Was that a thing now? A new trend?
She was tall...very tall, almost my height even and I was 6ft 2 inches so my guess was she was about 5ft 10 inches.
And thin - too thin even. Her jeans did nothing to hide her slender figure.
And Gorgeous.
Who was she? A model? Face of his company perhaps? His kid? why was she there and not Spencer?
Spencer was turning more disappointing by the minute. What kind of business man will send his kid to meet an important client?.
"Who is this?". I asked my secretary sternly.
"Spencer Sir".
"Spencer?".
"Yes Sir".
Spencer was supposed to be a man and this was a girl.... A teen-ager!