Chapter 2

The elevator door finally opens to the 10 floor and I rush to my desk.

"I called it! 9:15! Pay up, you guys!" Blake cheers. Everyone groans and pulls out their phone.

"I can't believe you bet on my arrival time to work," I tell them.

"Well Riley, we have to make work fun somehow," Andrea laughs.

"She's right, you know. Plus, it's easy money," says Jordan.

"Alright, everyone back to work. Jack is coming in 5....4....3...2...1..." says Mia.

The elevator door pings open and in comes Jack.

"Hello, everyone" Jack says as he walks into his office.

Everyone replies back with hey's and hi's. I grab my tablet and pen and knock.

"Come in, Riley" he tells me.

"Good morning, Jack. You have 11 o'clock appointment with the chairman, a 2 o'clock with your dentist, and dinner with your parents at 6:30 tonight," as I give him a run down of his day.

"Thanks, Riley," Jack says, " I did want to ask you '9:15 really?' You couldn't have been 5 more minutes earlier? Now, I have to see Blake's smug face for the whole day." Jack laughs.

I facepalm myself. "I'm sorry, Jack. I hit the snooze button too many times."

"It's fine, Riley. Just get here safely. That's all that matters," Jack says as he turns to look out the window.

Jack Taylor is one of the sweetest people I know and very good looking. On top of being one of the best designers, he's also a model. Dark brown hair and ocean blue eyes with a jaw that could cut marble. When he first made the cover for 'Sexiest Man of the Year', I think every women was happy to be alive that day. The cover had Jack in nothing, but a pair of black briefs sitting in a chair. You could see every tattoo that he had on his arms and his biceps had me drooling.

"Riley? Riley? Are you listening?" Jack asks me.

"Huh? I'm sorry. What did you say, Jack?" I snap out of my daydream.

"Are you free this Friday? There's a fashion show in Los Angelos and I wanted you to come with me" Jack says.

"Shut up! Really?" I say. "I'm sorry. Don't shut up! Yes, I'd love to go."

Jack laughs and says, " Okay, then book two first class seats to leave Thursday night for LA then and also hotel rooms as well."

"Thank you, Jack. I will do it today," I say as I leave out of his office. I close the door and jump with excitement. I pull out my phone and text my twin sister Raina.

Me: OMG! Guess who's going to LA this Thursday?!!

Raina: Shut up! No way! I'm jealous! I'll be stuck in scrubs.

Me: I knoww but you're saving lives!

Raina: Yeah, but you're changing lives!

Me: Psh! As if! But I will definitely pray that I get a goody bag like last year!

Raina: You better share!

Me: I will! I gotta go! Love you, doll.

Raina: Love you, sweet.