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“Shut up,” I said again.
I didn’t care what he had to say. This woman was like a slice of heaven. A breath of fresh air. I looked forward to flying with her already, and I hoped to God I would make a good enough impression she would be happy to keep working with me throughout the next few months, too.
But, it all came down to these first impressions.
This first flight would make it or break it for me for the next few months. I was sure of it.
But I had all confidence she was going to love it.
I would pull out all the stops and make sure of that.
SIX
Laurel
I wasnervous on the ride over to the airport.
It wasn’t the first time in my life I had ever flown, but it was the first time I had been to Florida, and I had an awful lot riding on this job. I knew I was going to have to give it my best to make sure Jason Weir was happy by the time I was done with the design, and hopefully by the time I would be finished with this project, I would be looking at a pretty good promotion heading my way.
Of course, that wasn’t the only reason why I wanted to make sure my client was happy with the job by the time I was finished with it. There were plenty of reasons why I wanted him to be happy. I knew that it mattered to my client that their hotel was just what they envisioned it to be, and they were wanting me to be the person who worked my magic and was able to bring that to life.
Then, there was the fact that I wanted to represent my own company in the best way possible, and to do that, I was going to have to show them that we really did have the skills that our website claimed.
There was a reason why we had the reviews we did, and I was going to be the one representing those reviews. Of course, not all of the reviews were about me, yet the standard was to stay the same for everyone.
I wasn’t sure if I was ready for this, but I did know that I was going to do my best to make certain that the client was happy with what they received at the end of this.
But, I was also nervous for the flight itself.
I didn’t like the smaller planes I often flew on when I was meeting with a client who was only a couple states away.
Sure, they were fast and convenient, but that didn’t mean a thing to me when I was worried that they were going to fall right out of the sky. I knew that was being dramatic, but I also hated the feeling of turbulence when we were in the air. Or being caught in a bad storm of any kind.
Either of those were enough to make me cringe, and before we were even to the airport, I wasn’t sure what to expect.
I just hoped the pilot would be confident enough to put my fears at ease when I met him, and as we pulled up, I saw two men who were standing over next to the plane. I knew it was my plane right away with the paint on the side, but I didn’t know which of the two men were the pilot. They looked like they were both close to my age, and I braced myself.
Surely they would know what they were doing, but that didn’t mean it would be enough to assuage my fears walking up to them. I didn’t want to be a diva, and I really didn’t want them to think that I was some sort of a sissy for being afraid to fly, but on the other hand, I also didn’t want to have to pretend not to be a little concerned with the way the plane behaved in the air.
It would come down to the skills of the pilot, I knew that, but there was a part of me that wasn’t quite sure I was ready for this. This would be the longest flight I had ever had in a plane this size, and I hoped to God I wouldn’t be feeling each and every change in the wind that I already worried I would.
Still, it was too late to turn around now.
I had promised Leroy I would make him proud on this job, and I meant it.
I would do my absolute best to make sure he was satisfied with my performance, and that meant I was going to have to swallow some of my fear when it came to the little details I would have to do along the way. When he had mentioned to me that I would be flying down to Florida, I had been excited by the prospect of the entire thing.
I knew I would be on a plane. But, I hadn’t really stopped to think of what that really meant for me and what to expect.
As I got out of my car and thanked the driver for the ride, I grabbed my suitcase and checked my hands. They were shaking slightly with the nerves of what was about to happen, but I refused to let myself think about it any further. I wasn’t going to get caught up in the worry about this. It wasn’t as though my worrying about how any of this was going to turn out was going to help me in one way or the other.
I had to focus.
I squared my shoulders and walked over toward the plane with my head held high. I wasn’t quite sure which of the two men standing next to the plane were the pilot, but I had a feeling it would be one of them. And I wasn’t going to try to guess which it was, either.
They were both very good looking. I noticed that right away.
One was tall, dark, and handsome. There was a look in his green eyes that made my knees go weak. The other wasn’t quite as tall, but he had his own set of good looks. The smile he gave me was enough for me to feel my heart skip a beat in my chest, and I silently reminded myself to focus. There was a reason why I was here, and it wasn’t to find a boyfriend.
