Page 14 of Enthrall Climax
My heart rate took off and my mind scrambled back to reality because I’d been revved toward a completely different kind of climax.
I was not prepared for this.
“You’ll be their intern on Fridays. If you like it you’ll be invited to expand to fulltime. If you don’t fuck it up that is.” His eyes twinkled.
“Leave Cole Tea?”
“You’d be following your dream, Mia.” He picked up one of the sketches. “Yours are just as good as these.”
“This is too much.”
He came toward me and swept me up in a hug. “If I gave you the world it wouldn’t be enough.”
Breathing him in, I closed my eyes to cope with this headiness. “How did you arrange this? Are you sure they’d want me?”
“Absolutely. You’ll run errands, answer the phones, assist wherever necessary and learn from the ground up. They’re all about nurturing new talent.”
“This is incredible.”
“You’ll love Marcella. She’s a world class designer.”
I drew in a sharp breath of excitement realizing we were standing inside Marcella Rayella’s studio, a renowned designer whose slogan for the more curvaceous figure,Feel BeautifulBecause You Are,had made her a legend. So many times I’d swooned over those Vogue pages showcasing her talent for honoring the female form. Her clothes were unpretentious and flattering.
He looked toward the mannequins. “They’re a little creepy.”
I spun round imagining myself working here, realizing that this could be the start of something big. “Cam, how will I ever thank you?”
I’d never in a million years believed this was possible for a girl like me, even after all the possibilities that had come my way.
“I wanted you to settle into New York first.” He revealed this had been on his mind for awhile.
My thoughts carried me back to Chrysalis, to the time when he’d been training me as a submissive and had thrown in those extra lessons, including math and etiquette, because he’d seen the potential in me.
“Seriously…how can I thank you?”
He arched his brow playfully and then laughed at his insinuation.
I threw my arms around his neck. “This is amazing.”
He stepped back. “Maybe you could design your own wedding dress?”
“I found it already.” My new gown really was beautiful and that comment threw me a little because he knew I’d gone shopping with his mom and Aunt Rose.
“You might get inspired to create something.” His gaze swept the room. “Find a dress that’s more…you.”
“I’m happy with the one I have.” He’d fall in love with my Vera Wang as soon as he saw it. I’d chosen a long, lace sheath dress detailed with flowers created from crystals. “It’s so pretty. I can’t wait to wear it.”
“Fantastic.”
“Wait, do you think Dana will let me have Fridays off?”
“Doubt it.” He shrugged. “You’ll have to transfer to the top floor where your new boss is more lenient.”
All of this would make such a transfer worth every second because I was Cinderella and this was my dream come true.
“Make it two weeks, Mia,” he said softly.
I gave a nod. “Two weeks then.”
