Chapter 38

The next day, on Tuesday, Mark picks me up, takes me to work, and we have lunch together. I feel much more relaxed around him, now that he isn’t hitting on me all the time.

After lunch, one of the models walks in.

‘Ace is meant to be checking all the dresses on the models today to see if they’re finished, or need any more adjustments. We’re stressing out downstairs,’ she says, worried.

‘Are they all ready to be seen now?’ I ask.

‘Yes, they are,’ she replies.

‘Ok, I’ll come down with you, and see what I can do. I didn’t get your name?’ I ask.

‘Oh, sorry. I’m Cleo,’ she says, putting her hand out to shake mine; she is one of the models.

‘This dress is amazing!’ I squeal. ‘Could you slowly turn around for me? I’ll text some photos to Ace, and we can get his approval,’ I say.

Cleo smiles and walks up and down the office as if she is on the catwalk. I send some photos to Ace.

‘That was great! Let’s go down, and do the same with the other ladies,’ I smile.

Following Cleo, we go down to the