When Mates Collide
Muffled laughter as Elliott went into his own office and shut the door.
Bonnie paid the cabbie and stepped out of the car, holding her brown leather briefcase in one hand, and her white Ava Spade purse in the other. Wearing a coral blouse that flattered her complexion and tasteful heels that matched her tan pencil skirt, she looked up at the elegantly modern two-story building to the sign that read: D.E.N. Inc. Armed with her usual classic style, she felt comfortable she wouldn’t appear too intimidating to whatever male ego might be holding her future big paycheck inside. She was subtle and not overtly sexy despite her curves–always a winning combo for a first meet.
“Here goes nothing,” she
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