THE FIRST MEETING

"Miss Kathlyn Georgia, you are up next" The black haired lady who Kathlyn placed as the secretary said. She had a Mexican accent and full lips which made her face look exquisite. Kathlyn was led through a corridor and into an office. The secretary pushed the door open and ushered Kathlyn in.

"You can have a seat. He will be out in a minute. Best of luck" She wished before walking out of office. Kathlyn instantly felt a wave of nervousness wash through her. She was rightly dressed for the occasion in a brown, loose, plain trouser, shirt the color of the sky and her hair packed up in a ponytail yet she felt anxious. Perhaps, because of the reputation of the place and the obvious authority was the cause of her anxiety. She chewed on her bottom lip and looked around the office. The walls were painted white and the furniture brown. The aesthetic wallpaper on the right hand side of the wall drew her in.

It looked like the painting of a human but looking closely, one would see it was just a plant. The branches of the plant were entwined in a way which made it difficult for people to figure that it was a plant at first glance. She heard the door open causing her to sit upright. She adjusted in her seat and sat straighter.

Her mouth fell open in shock when her interviewer appeared in her line of vision. This was why she goggled about the company before coming yet nothing prepared her for the sight before her. She was in the presence of the one and only Adam Smith, the hottest and sexiest man in France. She could not believe her eyes. She had discovered that he was the owner of the company but she never thought he would be the one to conduct the interview.

"Miss Kathlyn Georgia, am I correct?" Adam asked looking at the file in front of him and back at her. She continued staring at him without blinking her eyes. Adam's eyebrows furrowed and he snapped his fingers in front of her to bring her back to Earth. She blinked rapidly and a blush crept up her face.

"Gosh! I am so sorry."

"Do you always get this lost in thoughts? Is that how you intend doing a good job?" Adam asked clearly unimpressed. She shook her head in denial.

"That is not correct, sir. I just… I am sorry" She apologized. ​

"Do you want this job?"

"I do."

"Okay. What are your qualifications?" He asked closing her file. She chewed on her bottom lip in thought. Her CV was in front of him so she could not understand why he chose to ask her something she already sent to him.

"I have knowledge in business. I graduated from Harvard business school and I worked under a supervisor in a business company" She answered.

"Why do you want this job?"

"I admire your company and the really good things you do. Your products are amazing too and it will be a privilege to work with such an amazing company" She said. Adam looked at her for some seconds, processing her answers in his head. He placed his back on the backrest and twisted his ballpoint pen between his fingers.

"You can go, Miss Kathlyn. We will get back to you" He said in a dismissive tone. His dismissal made her feel distraught. She wanted to say something more, perhaps it would help her get the job but the impatient look on Adam's face made her stand up and walk out of the office.

She brought out her phone from her handbag when she was out on the street and immediately placed a call to Jasmine.

"I messed up, Jas" She said as soon as Jasmine picked up the phone. Detecting her tone, Jasmine dropped the spoon she was holding and rose up from her seat. She walked over to the window and stared out into the street with her phone placed on her ear.

"What happened?"

"I got nervous when I found out that the owner of the company is Adam Smith. I fumbled with my words and my palms became clammy. It was a mess, Jas. I don't think I will get the job" She said voicing out her worry.

"You should think positive things, Kathlyn. It was only an interview. I know I would get wet if I happen to be in the presence of Adam Smith so I don't blame you. However, you should not worry yourself so much. How about you get yourself back to the house? Bitch, it is your birthday. Let us go party" Jasmine said making Kathlyn laugh.

"Thank you" She said gratefully before hanging up the phone. She flagged down a taxi and paid with what was left from what Jasmine handed her earlier that day. The drive to her apartment was filled with mumbles of wishes. She was wishing for a job and wishing that her apartment would not be locked with a different key by the time she got back as that would be too bad.

Contrary to her thoughts, her apartment was still hers when she got back. She opened the door and eased herself in. Jasmine arrived at her apartment an hour later with some champagne and chicken.

"What are these for?" Kathlyn asked looking at the boxes.

"It is your birthday. We are going to go down on these before proceeding to a club tonight" Jasmine said excitedly. Kathlyn rolled her eyes and pulled her hair out of the band.

"I am not in the mood for clubs."

"You have to be. It is your birthday and that means you should party hard. We are going to a club so you better go get ready" Jasmine insisted. Kathlyn sat on the couch and scratched her hair gently.

"Jas, I'm tired. I just want to stay indoors and think about my life" She said tiredly.

"Not on my watch. Go" She pulled Kathlyn up and pushed her towards the staircase. Kathlyn shot daggers her way with her glares but she ignored her and began to uncork the bottle of wine. Seeing that she had no choice, Kathlyn went up the stairs.