Eileen Field is the ruthless CEO and owner of Field Enterprises. She is a fighter and she gets what she wants. So what happens when Nicholas Winston, owner and CEO of her rivaling business Winston Industries, starts showing interest in her. Will she...
"Eileen?" The consultant walked out to the main sitting area.
"Hi." I turned to her and smiled.
"Hello." She smiled widely. "I am Debbie and I will be your assistant today." She looked at my group. "And who have you brought with you today?"
"My mom." I pointed to my mother. "My best friend, Susan." I motioned to the smartly dressed blonde. "A close family friend, Melania." I pointed to the supermodel. "And my dear friend Jillian."
"Well welcome ladies. Eileen, would you come back with me and then we can begin."
I stood and gathered my purse. I waved to my friends and family and then followed her into the dressing room.
"So, Eileen what are we looking for?"
"Well traditionally speaking, the Field women wear a long sleeved gown. Nothing to showy or gaudy. Silk, Lace, and Diamonds." I smiled. "I would like to keep the Traditional gown for the wedding and a more non-traditional for the reception."
"Okay. So any ideas for the style?"
"Either Princess or an Empress Mermaid look." I picked at my skirt.
"Who is your fiance?"
"Nicholas Winston." She let her mouth drop.
"You mean the Nicholas Winston who was voted most desierable bachelor just last summer?"
"Yeah." I smirked. "Though he won't be a bachelor much longer."
"When is the wedding?"
"September."
"So about 8 months." She calculated.
"Yep." I nodded and brushed my skirt out.
"Well let's begin." She left to find me some gowns and I sat going through some work related things.
About 10 minutes later she entered with gowns in hand. "Let's start with these. Also I forgot to ask about a price point?"
"No limits." I smiled and she helped me try the first one. It was lovely with a long train and a beautiful corset.
"Not quite as traditional as I had hoped but let's see what they think." I scooped the dress in my hands.
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"Here she comes." The whispers began and I walked to the pedistal. I stood on it facing the mirror.
"Well, what do you think, Eileen?" Debbie watched my facial expressions.
"I like it, it has the elements I want but I think I need to try a few more on before the final decision."
"Turn around." She helped me turn and the group took in a breath.
