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The next day was the weekend, and due to our last nights act, Chase was still fast asleep and I don't think he will wake up anytime soon. He was puking last night away after we reached home and chances are pretty good that he is gonna have a major killer headache when he wakes up. It's almost noon, and I am setting up the apartment since we didn't get a chance to do that ever since we moved in. I am trying to set up a bookshelf we bought from Ikea. I have read the manual a thousand times and yet this shelf is a pain in the ass. Finally after half an hour of frustration, it got fixed, turns out I was missing a screw and I had accidentally dropped it while I took it out of the box and didn't realize it until it hurt my bare foot. it was worse than stepping on a Lego. I definitely deserve a break and what else could be better than a caffeine break. I love almost everything about coffee. Its aroma when you beat it, Its bitter yet tempting taste, I can go on and on about my caffeine addiction.

I couldn't help but go back to the events that took place last night. It was bonkers. I technically kissed a stranger, well he's a stranger and It isn't as if I am ever gonna see him.... Holy hell balls! He goes to the same gym as me. Fuck! how could I be so stupid. I'll have to see him again, at the freaking gym only if I could change my gym. But that isn't possible for the next  3 months since they already took advance and if I try to get a refund, I'll only get 30% of it. Or, I could change my timings! Instead of mornings, I'll make it evening. Problem solved.

Chase woke up at 4 in the evening and was dying of dehydration and the mother of all headaches. I made him some lemonade and gave him a banana so he could take an Advil. The rest of the weekend wasn't very eventful as we just relaxed and I did my research on the file Scott had given me and created some notes on my laptop and we ate Chinese takeout for dinner.

Next came the dreaded Monday. I decided to go to the gym just for today and then talk to the instructor and get my timings changed for evening. At first Chase didn't agree to let me go to the gym at 7 in the evening because according to him 'that's the time thugs get out of their ghettos' his words not mine, but how can he say no to me. So we came to the conclusion that he would pick me up at 8 after I am done at the gym. But for now the center of attention was the apprehension of bumping into the guy I kissed at the bar, again at the gym. Oh God! I hope not. When I got to the gym, thankfully he wasn't there. So I carried on with my workout and also talked about the time change to my trainer and by grace that slot was empty for him. I collected my stuff from the gym locker and got out of the gym and thanked god since the guy wasn't here, but my fate had something else planned for me. As soon as I got out of the gym, that dude was standing near his motor-bike apparently waiting for me. Damn! I need to think of an escape plan. He looked at me with his brooding blue eyes and started walking towards me.

Holy Shit! I need to do something, fast. I was feeling so anxious just by the thought of explaining my weird behavior from Friday. And I did something that any sensible human wouldn't do. I ran away. I ran for my dear life, for all he could be an Axe-Murderer. I ran away and never looked back since it'd only slow my speed down. I was bloody running faster than The Flash! As soon as I got into Central Park, I saw a crowd running a marathon. I decided to join in the crowd, as soon as I got mixed and blended well. I looked back and he was just looking everywhere confused, and I took that as my cue to exit this situation. I could hear my heart beat, so bad. As soon as I got home I took a shower to calm my nerves and decided that I won't let it bother me today as I have a really important meeting today and I can't screw this up. 

I got ready and reached office just in time. I found Scott near my cubical waiting for me.

"Oh, Emilia! There you are. Ready for the big day?" and I just nodded as I was desperately hoping for this meeting to go well.

"Great. Now hurry up. Mr. Cavanagh doesn't really like tardiness and look, he might be a little intimidating but don't worry, once he sees your potential, he'll open up to you" Scott said smiling to me.

Me, Tom, Scott and Janice rode the elevator together to the top floor as we would be representing our team today. The elevator came to a halt at the top floor and we started making our way towards the conference room which happened to be just next to Mr. Cavanagh's cabin. I could literally feel my heart thump against my rib-cage when Scott turned the knob of the door. People from different sections were seated across the huge round table with their laptops and I-pads.

Tom helped  me relax a little bit.

"Don't worry, I know you're gonna rock this presentation. Just make sure you don't go speechless when you see him." Tom said smirking at me

"Thanks for the vote of confidence Tom, it just shattered my ego" I said jokingly 

We took our respective seats, and guess what? mine happened to be right across where Mr. Cavanagh was to be seated. According to what I have heard he's a disciplined man and hates irresponsible and lazy behavior.

Suddenly the room went silent and footsteps were heard. Don't sweat it Emilia, You've got this. I mentally prepared myself with the pep talk. Everyone stood from their seats out of respect. I turned to watch the man who deserved such respect and shortly after that, I wanted to jump from a cliff.

Scott whispered "Here comes Mr. Cavanagh. All the best!"

Mr. Cavanagh was the guy from the bar I kissed and not to forget, the man I escaped from this morning. Holy fucking shit balls. I am screwed, I am so gonna get fired today. Ugh. Why did I kiss him? Because I am an idiot. 

Everybody sat down once he acknowledged us with a Good Morning.

I tried to hide myself by ducking my head down so that my hair covered my face. He sat down and started speaking.

"Telecon's sales have gone up this month and I couldn't be any prouder of you all. It's because of you guys that we are at the number one spot on the Time Magazine's Budding Businesses List and to acknowledge this we are going to celebrate our success this weekend at The Annual Cavanagh Fundraiser."

The whole room busted into thunderous claps. Tom leaned in and whispered "Good for you, he's in a good mood."

Oh yeah we'll see once he finds out who I am.  I just gave Tom a small nervous smile. One by one, each department presented their views, agendas and propaganda for this month. Soon it was our departments turn, and Scott stood up and started to discuss major points of our presentation. I was sweating and feeling nauseous by the time it was almost my turn.

Scott finished his bit and added "Mr. Cavanagh, I would like to introduce you to the newest addition to our department, Ms. Emilia Wintour. She just started working here last Friday, and will continue the presentation on my behalf" He said smiling towards me.

Damn It.

I stood up from my chair and faced Mr. Cavanagh with an awkward face where I was almost smiling and ready to cry for my life. As soon as realization hit him, his mouth flexed and his stare was so intense that I wanted the ground to swallow me. I walked towards the the presentation, while looking at my feet, because I was ashamed. What will he think of me? He'll probably think I am an Irresponsible spoiled drunk brat who puts her mouth on anything with the male genitalia. 

I just kept on stammering during my presentation, because Mr. Cavanagh just kept on staring at me with that I know what you did last weekend  face and Because he was the boss, I typically had to give the presentation while looking at him. It was so exhausting! I thanked the lord when it got over and I went to my seat. Tom, Scott and Janice welcomed me with huge smiles plastered on their faces.

"Told you, you would rock it" Tom said smiling at me.

To kill my nervousness I just replied with a "Who knew you were a psychic?"

The meeting got over and everybody stood up to leave. As I was talking to Janice, I heard "Ms. Wintour, Can I have a word with you in my office?"

I gulped hard. This is it. I am so getting fired today. I followed Mr. Cavanagh into his office. Surprisingly, he held the door for me instead of smashing it on my face. His office was just like him, Dark and Mysterious. It had it perks for being on the highest floor of the building, like a great view of the New York skyline. I could legit see the Empire State Building and Brooklyn Bridge from here. To cut it short, I was mesmerized by the view it presented.

"Do take a seat Ms. Wintour" damn it! what the hell am I gonna say? But nonetheless I took a seat in-front of him and it wasn't such a great idea since it put me in an uncomfortable situation, where we were face to face. He is so intimidating.

"Ms. Wintour, have we met before?" Oh my god! why this question!

"Define meet." I said, as we didn't practically meet. We just stumbled across. pfft. to put it decently.

"Oh, I don't know Ms. Wintour, I think the part where you helped me, kissed me at a bar and then ran away from me. Does it ring a bell? Does it fit to your definition of meet?" To say he was breathing fire, would be an understatement.

"I am sorry for the way I acted the past couple of days, sir. It wasn't my intention. It's just that the events that took place at the bar was because it was a dare. And If I had any idea of who you were, this would've never happened." I said looking at my lap with disgrace

"Ms. Wintour, what you did was highly irresponsible. What if I was a married man? Would your justifications still work?" he said.

He was right but the fact that I wanted to defend myself by pointing out that I checked for a ring  would probably make him feel like it's a daily habit of mine. So I just remained quiet and looked at my lap since I was too afraid to look at him. I heard a huge sigh.

"Look, what you did was wrong, and highly unprofessional. But since you didn't know me and I didn't know you I'll let it pass. Just make sure such mistakes don't happen again in the future."

I took a breath of relief. I am not getting fired! "Thank you, Mr. Cavanagh. Thank you so much. I promise, stuff like this won't happen in the future."

"Good. You may leave now." He said dismissing me.

As I reached his office door, I heard "Ms. Wintour"

"Yes, sir?" What now?

"Nice running skills though" he said playfully

I just blushed with embarrassment and left his office