Claire Fox has taken over her father's multi million dollar company, after he retired. She was well taught by her father, and runs the company extremely well. However, she is referred to as 'the devil' by her employees. She has a tendency to be shor...
The next week went smoothly. Claire and I fell back into our rhythm and didn't mention what happened in Seattle.
We were working a little later tonight to make sure we didn't have to come in through the weekend. Tomorrow night there is an appreciation dinner for all the employees. It's a formal event that Fox Industries hosts every year to say 'thank you' to the employees for making the advancements in the medical field possible.
"Ok, it's drink time." I said getting up off the couch in Claire's office.
I walked over to her drink cart, and made her a martini, and poured myself a glass of bourbon. Setting her drink down in front of her, Claire looked up at me and smiled.
"Thank you." She said.
"You're welcome." I said.
"So Charlie will pick you up just after five, and you will be at my place at 5:30. That will have us arrive at the dinner just shy of six." She said.
"What do you want me to wear?" I asked her as I took a sip of my drink.
She shrugged, "A suit."
I smirked, "My birthday suit?" Her cheeks flushed as she chuckled and shook her head. "What color is your dress?" I asked her.
"Dark purple, why?"
"Do you want us to match?" I asked her.
"You don't have a purple suit." She said as she sipped her martini.
"I could find something and make it work." I said.
"That's up to you."
Claire's phone chimed, and she picked it up.
"Charlie is here. I should head home." She said standing up.
"Ill walk down with you." I said as I put everything in my bag.
I walked Claire to her car, then walked over to the parking garage and got in mine. The whole drive home, I tried to think of what I could wear.
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It was 4:45 and I was lacing up my shoes. When I was done, I put on my watch and slid into my navy blue suit jacket. I have a shirt on that has purple, so hopefully we subtly match.
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I walked into the bathroom and checked my hair one last time just as my phone dinged.
Charlie: I'm waiting out front. Whenever you're ready.
I grabbed my keys, and locked the door behind me. I took a deep breath in the elevator, and thanked Charlie as I slid into the back seat of the two person limo.
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