The New CEO (Open to one male or female)

[Tanned_babe]

At 28 Zara Millar was what some may call “shit hot”. She had been at Hickstead and Sons, the leading advertising agency in London since she graduated from Edinburgh University at 22 and after 6 and a half years of pushing (and sleeping) her way up the ladder she was now managing director. Working under Frank Carmichael who let her do whatever she liked with the company’s money which to be fair 99% of the time paid off with huge profit so her lavish spending usually went unnoticed. She also had written several articles for the Financial Times, which the editor at the New Yorker had caught onto and published a select few, right now things couldn’t really get much better....


It was mid July while lying on a white sanded beach sipping a cocktail that Zara got the email, the email that told of Frank’s sudden departure from Hickstead, at this her heart skipped a beat she knew 28 a little young to be made CEO but hey...her heart quickly sank as she read on that they were bringing someone over from the Ney York office to take over the CEO position. No surprises that she was furious, however she had not spent this much money on this vacation to sit and sulk on a beach.


A week later she drove, rather hastily, into the private company car park in her Z4 BMW, getting out with her large Gucci sunglasses on her head, the summer breeze whipping through her long brown hair. Standing at around 5.8 and not much heavier than 125 pounds she was pretty slim, this doubled with her toned physique she was quite a striking sight in her tight white blouse tucked into her equally tight black Armani pencil skirt, she makes her way towards the impressive building as her new black Jimmy Choo stilettos click on the concrete.....

“Just stay calm.” She says to herself....

Open to male or female, 30+, have a dominant side (nothing extreme) and preferably be arrogant...I'm not too fussy am i?

 

[sw_24]

Boyd Johnson had reviewed employee records from performance reviews to expense reports. With the limited information it was not difficult to discern what role an employee played in the agency.

Some were your typical workaholic or just your typical employee. Others were your ladder climbers, quick to rise up the latter through the work they had accomplished. Others were f to the top, always women who would exchange sex for another wrung on the ladder.

Not that there was anything wrong with this, at his last agency the fuck me for a promotion girls came in handy with certain clients. To his surprise there was only one woman at the London office that had the record to support his conclusion of her role. The others were hard working employees.

He had his secretary schedule the appointment with Zara whats her name. It really did not matter to him, as he had a pretty clear idea of what she looked like, her college history, what she wore down to the shoes she wore. He watched from his office, noticing her Z24 pull in. Was she really this dumb he thought to himself, driving a car few of the mid level execs would flaunt let alone a 6year employee. He laughed to himself and asked his secretary to forward Zara to his office.

As he waited, he new well before she arrived in his office she was coming as he heard her designer heels announce her presence. He shook his head, even the NY fuck girls were subtler than this arrogant woman.
He told his secretary not to stop her as she entered his office, knowing the woman with her record would pretty much do antything to climb the ladder. Including fucking the new CEO, though this was not in his plan for today, instead he was about to give her an opportunity to show her loyalty.

The door opened and in walked a magnificant woman, she was brilliant enough to succeed without using her body, fortunately for Boyd she was too dumb to realize this.

"Welcome Zara." He said as she strutted into his office, "I have been expecting you."

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara had only been in the office 30 minutes or so before her meeting with Mr Johnston, was it? After exchanging plensentries with her PA, Lucy, she hadn't got her ass in her large leather chair 2minutes before Lucy buzzed her with your message.

"Argh can't I get a minutes piece?!" Rolling her eyes and to be honest being a total drama queen about the qhole thing, of course she had to meet the new CEO and no surprises that she was one of the first he wanted to see....

As she got together her blackberry and piping hot skinny latte that always greeted her as she entered the office she walked towards the elevator, past the early morning conference that had just started, kmnowing all eyes were on her, she got in the elevator. Checking her apperance in the reflection of the lift, which was of course flauless.

Zara knew what to expect from this guy, someone who thinks shes just some copy girl who got where she was by her looks, everyone thought that, she didnt really care, did she?

As she made her way outthe elevator her stiletos clicked on the maple flooring, as she walked up the corridor she knew all so well, the walls decortated with modern art pieces from some Tate modern exhibition.

She got to the door of his office and walked straight through past his secretarys reception area without so much as nod, she got to Mr Johnstons she took a deep breath as her perfectly manicured fingers reached for the knob and slowly twisted it, hearing the click and slinking into his office.

Walking straight towards his desk, taking a seat in the large leather chair across from his and crossing her legs as she does her skirt rises a good few inches, revealing her toned thigh..... "Mr johnston I presume?" raising a perfectly waxed eyebrow.

 

[sw_24]

"Welcome Ms. Millar. Its Johnson not Johnston. Now you are starting on a bad note, first you walk past my secretary and into my office unannounced, then you get my name wrong. You are a bit arrogant and maybe your attitude wrked with the previous CEO but it will not work with me. Looking at your history, it is clear to see the role you played. Not that it is spelled out here, but it is clear to see you are a ladder girl. One who climbs fairly quickly by whatever means possible. Now the office needs women like you as they do serve their need."

He sat back admiring her stillettos, short skirt and legs. Her body was an absolute asset and clearly she was using it to her as needed.

"You seem a bit upset, I suppose you feel you should be in this chair, well you are not and I am, you work for me, if you want to work for yourself go stand on a street corner, as an employee of this company you are expected to act as one."

Again he sat back expecting her to interupt. It took some effort not to flirt with her, yet he held back. In due time he thought to himself.

"Now Ms Millar, do you have anything to say for yourself, what your expectations are of me and the corperation, what you will do to achieve your objectives."

 

[Tanned_babe]

She sat back in the large leather chair half listening to Mr Jonson, *I was sure Lucy said Johnston* she thought to herself... *anyway yes yes I've been very rude and yes of course I'm pissed that my ass isn't in your chair could we please get to the point!*

"Oh erm yeh sorry", stuttering as she realises he's finished talking. "Well I must say it was a bit of a shock to to find out about Mr Carmicheals sudden departure I mean he's been at Hickstead for many years. And as for me wanting to be in your shoes Mr JonSON in all honesty I would love it but at my age I would expect to wait a few more years!

And as for my current objectives, " getting out of the chair and heading over to a near by black filing cabinet, "May I?" gesturing at the cabinet and taking out a large folder of photocopied sheets. "These are my current objectives" placing the large and rather impressive folder in front of you. "Just now my biggest project is of course the European Audi advertisement and I also have a lunch with Den Rhodes scheduled for tomorrow to increase her contract from 3 to 8 years and she seems very keen." I talk away about a few of my latest accomplishments as you flick through the fold, *maybe she isn't so dumb you think to yourself as your eyes skim across impressive emails, letters from the editor of the New Yorker himself and a huge break of my profit margin over the past few years...

After a moment or two of watching your expressions as you read the pages I say "I by no means mean to rude but I do have a very very full day ahead of my what with being away is there any chance we could catch up at the next board meeting?"

(Any chance in your next thread you could describe your character?)

 

[sw_24]

Boyd closed the file on his desk. There was nothing in it he did not already know. Prior to taking the CEO position he had reviewed the files of all key employees.

"So Zara you like to flaunt your successes. You know that file also contains your failures. There are a few if I need to remind you."

He stood up piking the file up as he did. His dark hair showed the some earlly graying even though he was only 36. His stuture was stunning standing 6'3" physically fit. His workout regimin was clearly indactaed even through the designer suit. Instead of walking directly to the file cabinet he walked in front of her, to gather her reaction to him. Upon arriving at the cabinet he placed her file back in the proper position and rmoved another two files from the cabinet. Both much larger than Zara's. "You see these Miss Millar, these files belong to a top sales rep, one who carries far much less baggage than you do. The reps sales are triple what yours are. If I had to make a choice today to keep one of you two ... " Mr Johnson paused walking to her and leaned close to her face "You may be looking for a job as a file clerk, judging from your earlier performance you are quite qualified to it."

He returned to his desk, staring at her. "Miss Millar, if you want my job someday you will need to focus outside you little ladder climbing effort and see the big picture of the agency. You seem to know your qualifications well, but lack the effort to know the competitions qualifications. If you had taken the time you would know there are better qualified people than you not only in New Yoaark but here and Hong Kong. Now I understand your disgust, but you have a job to do, I expect you to close those deals as you see fit. Do you understand Miss Millar."

Boyds eyes drifted about her body, her breasts, her knees the stilletos she wore that screamed for attention. Attention he was certain she got.

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara inhaled as if to say something but resisted...

*You know I really should give the guy some credit! If I was him and one of the most confident people walked into my office I'de try to take them down a peg or too. Don't get me wrong I'm so pissed off I could punch him but anger management really doesnt appeal to me!*

She collected her thoughs for a moment before replying to his last....dig. "Boyd" she said slowly "I assure you I know of clients in Hong Kong and of course New YORK who are far more qualified than me, I mean Christ I was just over interviewing candidates for a position in the Glasgow office and not one of them was under 35 AND," before you interupt me "I know age isn't everything but life experiences are now you are no where near the age of a normal CEO, surely you must have done some ladder climbing? In which case you'll know its not some "little effort". I take a breath and try to read your expressions....

Wondering whither to come out and say *and by the was Mr Jonson I know exactly what you think of me already* she decided to keep that for later....

 

[sw_24]

Boyd chuckled under his breath as Zara spoke. If she only knew his true thought, that if it were not for a couple key clients he needed her to close the deals he would fire her right there.

"Well Zara you have thrwon a lot on the table. You do like to throw a lot of inuendo out to put those who intimidate you on the defense don't you. I will share a little background on myself. I started with an internship in college, graduated and began to work full time as a sales assistant to Vennessa Brown. She reminds me of you, she is very good amd compensated well for her work, yet even today the ladder she chose to climb only goes so high. Any way, I learn so much in observation. I climb the ladder through my performance not favors."

He paused to see if she was listening. He again chuckled to himself as she was aloof to his words. Fortunately she had a look of desire in her. For a moment he lost his train of thought as his mind wandered about her and what she was like in one on one situations.

"As for you, age has nothing to do with the status here at the agency. You percieve it does, as you feel age is your handicap. I would say your age is your biggest asset, with the ladder you have chosen to climb."

Boyd looked to her again, "Zara, your fault is you don't know what you don't know. Once you figure that out, you will be woth much more to the agency than the beutiful sales rep we send to a skirt chasing client."



"

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara had had enough of this fuck wit! She had tried to be civil but if this was the way he wanted to play it thats fine with her!

"Look Mr Jonson!" raising her vioce a considerable level "Don't you fucking dare think for one second that you know me through a few files and word of mouth!" she hesitated whither to go on or no but decided she had already started so why stop, "And as for your inuendo and favour comments you have know idea what your talking about, who would you rather have a business lunch from Sheila or me...Oh wait a minute you don't have a fucking clue who Sheila is because she isn't a threat to you and you don't feel the need to bring her into your office for an interigation!" She stopped again this time she decided not to continue her chest heaved ever so slightly through her tight blouse.

(Byod couldn't be 100% sure if it was the light or whither her eyes were getting just a little bit watery.)

Seconds before either of them could say anything Zaras cell rang, after taking a moment to compose herself she answered it, "Zara Millar!"..."Yes.......no no no of course theres not a problem.....yes very good, see you then. Bye."

"I have a meeting scheduled with my team in 15 minutes and I need to go and prepare." She said rather flatly.

As she made her way back to her large airy office with the wonderful view in those £400 heels thoughts raced through her head, thoughts of this...this prick! Slamming the door to her office and as she strod towards her chair she kicked the trash can and sending the contents flying through the air.

*Sales rep, I'll show him!* As she gathered her thoughts for the coming meeting.

 

[sw_24]

Boyd was a bit stunned by Zara's actions. He quickly sent an email to her office computer.

Ms. Millar,

I am terribly disappointed in your rudeness. First you answer your cell phone then stomp out like a little girl throwing a tantrum.

I will assume you do not treat your customers as you treat your boss.

I will expect a full review of your meeting this evening over dinner. On your expense account.

If I am so wrong about what you are and what I have heard about you, you will be free to explain in your own words what you mean and what you are willing to do for the agency.

Sincerely,

Boyd JohnSON
CEO

With that he hit sent. Judging from the comotion he heard down the hall, he may have struck a nerve with Zara.

 

[Tanned_babe]

By the time Mr Jonson and sent ot Zara was well under way with her conference, she was very very pissed off and jetlag was starting to kick in...

"Well!" she announced in quite an impressive voice, "I see some of you used my time away as a chance to prove yourselves, some of these ideas really are very good," she nods breifly to a few members of her team, one in particular a Mr Jordan Saax who had been at the company for about 5 years now..."And" she continued "Some of you used your time, no MY time a little less productivly!" At this Zara grabbed a few files from the near by desk, dropping them with some force infront of the select few "GET THIS MESS SORTED! You have until Friday morning and I don't care if you are in this office all night finishing it!"

After this outburst she tied up the meetingwith a few things on this weekd agenda before sending them on their way. Sitting back down at the conference table after everyone had left her blackberry beeped with a text, upon reading it she noticed the email icon flashing. After reading the email through twice a smile spread across her face...

"Mr Jonson" she muttered, still grinning "Dinner tonight, god can't you keep it in your pants man!"

She decided to hit the nail on the head and with the minutes from the meeting she headed back up to his office. Coming out the elevator her stiletos echoed around the corridor as she headed down to his office, *thank god* she thought to herself, the secretary wasn't there!

Zara reached the large mohogany door and chapped once before entering, as she stepped into his office she hadnt really looked at him properly and as she did cocked her head to one sit ever so slightly, he wasn't bad, infact he was quite cute, still...not cute enough that I odn't hate his guts!

"Mr Jonson I just popped up to give you the minutes from this mornings meetings" I cutacy she never even gave Frank. "and also to say how sorry I was for the way I acted this morning, I would love for us to get together for dinner and "talk"" as she said this Zara had to try her up most hardest to keep the smile of her face, but it was coming out so sincerly so why stop bull shitting? "However I'm afraid what with just being back I have so many erans to run, I have to get the dog from the kennels, unpack, you know the usual.." she even smiled once she was finished.

He had bought it, she could see it in his face....

 

[sw_24]

"That's understandable Ms Millar. Yes sometimes this job is demanding, things like errands and dogs. Yes I understand." His tone was intentionally condesending.

"Just to make things clear, the dinner had no overtones of anything but business. I was looking forward to hearing your version of your meeting today, not the eloquent version you demand your assistant prepares for you. Also I was looking forward to hearing how you are such a closer, what your secret is. Mr Carmicheal has told me much about you and your ways. Yet, I thought maybe I would get the truth from you. But so far all I have seen is some Bull Shitting." He paused and looked her in the face. "Maybe you are not used to actual business meetings where no one gets fucked."

He picked up a couple folders from his desk and began to walk out. "Oh yes your assistant Lucy is quite a nice woman she had left earrly to run your errands and pick up your drycleaning. No mention of the dog though. "

Boyd continued walking, as he did his eyes scanned her up and down. As he was passed he spoke, "Oh did I mention I do like your work."

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara sat back in her chair, this really was quite a weird conversation to be having with a newly appointed CEO but then again she was kind of glad, I mean geez the bull shitting of niceties or getting to know each other. Lets just cut through the crap, he thought he new her game and she was begining to see his.

"Point no.1 Mr Jonson," she said as she got out her chair and waslked round him to the window yes I dare say Mr Carmicheal told you about myself but think about it through if we had such a...a..secret, if you will, confided in each other do you not think he may have told he was moving to greener pastures, maybe he would have put me up for the post and the most obvious he wouldn't have gone bitching to you! You are most certainly barking up the wrong tree." At this she turns round from the window.


"No. 2 my bloody dog is out in Surrey, Lucy is a PA not super woman who could have flown in and out of London on her lunch break!" She said quickly and in a relatvley flat tone almost as if she was answering a very stupid question asked by a child.

"And lastly number 3..." She slowed her voice right down "People always get fucked when it comes to my business meetings, its called making a killing, getting to where you want to be, no matter who you have to screw, in a business sense of course," she adds, moving closer to Boyd "You never know Boyd" she paused for a moment "maybe one day we could close a business deal together?" Raising on of her perfectly waxed eyebrows before walking past him once she was finished and opening the door, "Now Mr Jonson was their anything else?" she said in a perfectly normal voice as she turned to face him.

However there was still that look in her eye.....

 

[sw_24]

He stopped and turned to face her. "Well since you brought your customers getting fucked. I cannot argue that, maybe the reason you are fucking tem over on there original contracts is the reason why your retention level is so low. Bottom in the agency, if I may point out. You close deals Zara, you handle the clients after the original deal like a first year rep. Something about your deals makes your clients uneasy in the end. Maybe its the exhorbinate fees you get. You bend them over the desk and fuck them for there last dime, then leave them to your associates. You win the battle but lose the war."

"I imagine you wear such short skirts to wade through your own bullshit, yo probably do not realize any longer the truth of the shit. You have potential Zara, to replace me someday, so cut the diva bull shit. Go pick up your dog."

"As for you and me, well business is business, life is life and love is love. Do you know the difference?"
With that he turned and walked away.

 

[Tanned_babe]

"Yeh your right Mr Jonson, bottom of the rung in this building, thats why I have the Audi proposal, Den Rhodes, ' contract and John Whitaker's latest advertising campaign. You know if you weren't so transparent and easy to read, you might actually be a threat..."

Again just before she turned to go out the door she gave him a smirk and headed out of the reception area and down to the elevator.

She went down one floor, from the 78th floor to the 77th, her own floor and stepped into her own office. Meeting Lucy as she heads down to the photocopier, "If he asks you anything about me, send him straight to me, I don't need a middle man ok?" She said it with some compassion but at the same time Lucy new she ment it! "Oh ok sure, sorry Zara" she stuttered, "Erm theres an email through, I don't think you'll like it but you better read it for yourself" I nodded and headed into my office slamming the door.

Zara didn't even bother sitting down as she new she had a lunch appointment in...shit 20 minutes! Flipping open her laptop and scrolling down the emails. "Oh god!" she groaned...

"THIS FRIDAY, JUNE THE 24th.

SURPRISE WELCOME PARTY FOR MR JONSON.

TO BE HELD AT THE HILTON ON OXFORD STREET.

FROM 7.30PM."

She grabbed her Fendi handbag and headed out to meet Densie Rhodes, one of her favorite clients, at All Bar One.

 

[sw_24]

Boyd waited in the lobby for his driver to pick him up. As he waited it did not take long until the now familier sound of the Jimmy Choo stilettos echoed in the atrium. As he stood near the front door she came closer until he stepped out to greet her.

"Well if it is not Miss Millar. I am a bit surprised you are leaving so soon, what with the Audi proposal tomorrow and all, oh thats right you have to pick up your dog. Rumor on the street is you are one of 8 presenters to Audi."

He paused for a second looking around, "Umm Miss Millar I thought you were going to get your dog, but your car is parked in the lot behind the building. Or, well maybe you need a lift somewhere, my driver would be happy to drop you off if we may."

"Well its time for me to go have a nice evening Ms Millar. Oh yes and say hello to Denise Rhodes for me."

Her confidence was to a point of overbearing. He wahted to bring her down, yet knew she would eventually be her own undoing if she did not mature beyond her sorority girl mentality.

 

[Tanned_babe]

"Boyd!" She stopped quite abruptly at risk of running straight into him. "See if you tried to bring me down a little less and concentrated a little more on what you were saying, maybe then you would make some sense! First you're on about a dog then the next I'm doing lunch. I'm glad I don't have you orginising my schedule, I'de never get anything done AND FYI it's 1.30pm I am going to a meeting, THEN I'm coming back to the office, THEN I have a two hour drive to Surrey, oh and I might sqeeze in a trip to the company gym, which "she added "you might think about doing" gesturing to his phisique. She knew there was nothing worng with it, far from it actually but when it came to guys and the gym she new how to push buttons.

At this she skipped down the step and into a waiting car....

 

[sw_24]

Boyd waived as she skipped to her car. Convinced he had gotter to her a bit. With that Boyd Told the driver to take him to his meeting.

He quizzed the driver who nothing of Miss Millar other than that her and Mr Carmichael frequently had dinners and lunches together. What is it he said "Well Sir, somethimes after thier lunches she seems a bit ruffled." Boyd laughed at the comment.

While he rode he made some phone calls and finally called a contact at Audi America to inquire as to the status of the contract with Audi Europe. He finished the conversation with "Oh yes I am sure Miss Millar is quite up to closing a deal with those requirements."

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara had a fabulous lunch with Den, they actually got the whole business side of things over and done with very quickly, after Zara had showed off the new ideas for Denise's new chain of care homes. To be perfectly honesty Zara really looked up to Denise, she was about 45, a millionaire many times over and still looks fabulous for her age.

The topic of conversation went from business to Denise's latest car, to my vacation in the Caribbean and finally to Boyd Jonson. "He's an...interesting man," she laughed as I said this.

"Well I know of him," Denise replied "He likes to come in and make his mark, worked under, you know Anita Manning in New York, I introduced you last year? Well anway he was working under her and then all of a sudden was managing director. Soemthing funny went on, but you know what these guys are like, as soon as they see a sucsessful wonam they feel they have to pick out every flaw just to bring you down. Keep your head down and that mouth shut and he'll soon back off!" She smiled.

Zara always felt that she had gained something from a meeting with certain client and Denise was one of them, she felt uplifted enough to go back to the office in an "OK" mood. Making her way through the marble lobby and hopped into the elevator, pressing the 77th botton.

Within 30 minutes I was in deep concentration and stayed that way until...shit 6pm! She quickly finished up the 2nd last paragraph of the proposal. Grabbed her gym bag from under her desk and headed down to the gym for a quick session before he long drive....

 

[sw_24]

Boyd's meeting had gone longer than expected. He had thought of calling Denise Rhodes, yet held back. Denise was a woman Zara could be, if she allowed herself someday. He recalled meeting her for the first time, when his former boss Anita Manning had introduced the two.

His mind wondered to Anita, and dialed his phone. "Hello Anita its Boyd. Boyd Johnson." He joked. Anita had become his condidant over time, the person she groomed to take her place. Her sudden departure led to gossip at the agency, only Boyd knew the real reason she had left so suddenly. The two laughed and spoe business. He assured her he was fine as she assured him she loved her new life.

With that he opened his blackberry and began to type.

Miss Millar,

I wanted to wish you the best with your presentaion at Audi. You have assembled an excellant team, which under your guidance I am positive will be successful.

Boyd Johnson
CEO

With that he headed to the office.

 

[Tanned_babe]

Zara was about 3 and half minutes into her 30 minute stint of the treadmill when she felt her cell buzz within the pocket of her tight 3/4 length jogging bottoms, she pulled it out and read the text, totally surprised by the text she stopped jogging and almost came off the end of the treadmill before regaining her feet!

*Was he playing her? Why the hell would he send her that text?!* She didn't really have enough time to worry about it! As she turned up the level to 10, now moving at a sprint, which she was going to try and keep up for another 20 minutes or so.

Together with her sports bra type top and tight bottoms, not very much was left to imagination, this wasn't really the intention, it was just what was most comfortable. Between being plugged into an ipod and trying to figure out what time she would get back home tonight she really wasn't very aware of what was going on around her...

 

[sw_24]

Boyd decided to go for a light workout. It seemed like a better idea than heading back to his condo. He worked his cycle, of weights and the cross trainer. He had not noticed Zara, until he noticed a woman on the treadmill jogging. He would recognize those toned calves anywehere even without the stilettos.

After pondering approching her he held back, seeing her focus. Instead he watched her workout. Seeing her toned body. Not that her tight white blouse and skirt did not leave much to the imagination. Her body was desirable.

He finished hsi workout and headed to the locker room.

 

[Tanned_babe]

After 22minutes she had to stop, going into "cool down" mood for another few minutes before getting off the treadmilland heading into the lockers, quickly taking off her sweaty kit replacing it with a flush white towel and hopping into the steam room. As she sat down on the bench she shut her eyes and started going over tomorrows proposal....

 

[sw_24]

As Boyd exited, Zara was no where to be found. He summoned his driver, who took him back to his condo a few miles away. He recalled his first day as CEO realizing the job was more work than he had dreamed it would be.

He sat in front of his laptop looging onto his work computer and reviewed the upcoming contracts, contemplating the assignments for the proposals. If Zara could land Audi he would be impressed to say the least. Looking at her list of clients was impressive, yet still retaining was her weekness.

As he sat there his mind wandered back to Zara, was he attracted to her. She challenged him and he liked that about her. If he pushed she pushed back. Very few did that any longer.

 

[Tanned_babe]

As she changed back into her office clothes, cursing herself that she didn't throw in a pair of jeans, she hated being in the same clothes for this long!

Zara left the office at about 7pm and went straight to her car for the 9 minute drive out of the city and into the country, on her way up she was still thinking about tomorrows proposal but thoughts started to stray towards you, she liked the way today went, yes it could have been better but it was certainly more interesting than the usual man falling at her feet or otherise.... I wonder if he'll end up flumping on me like most do or if he'll stay the arrogant bastard? Well apart from the text that was rather sweet.

Zara drove until she got to the Kennels in a small town in Surrey, and was greeted by Pixxie her big red setter bitch, bounding up to her. She quickly settled up her bill and thanked the woman for taking such wonderful care of her dog and set off on her way.

When she got back to her house in Nottinghill, she put on her laptop, poured herself a glass of wine and finished off her proposal, by the time 2am came around she thought it was time to hit the hay, she didn't have to be at Audi until 12pm and she had left word at the office that she would just work from home in the morning and Audi would take up the rest of her day....

The lights went out just after 2am but she lay awake for another hour or so thinking about how today had gone and that Boyd Jonson!