Our Way

He smirks and holds out his arm and I link it with mine.

“Let’s go.”

An hour later, I look up at the tall glass building across town. “Here it is.”

Nathan’s eyes scan the tall building before they come back to me.

I straighten my skirt and smooth it out. “Do I look okay?”

“Yes.” He presses his lips together.

“Are you going to wish me luck?”

“Good luck.”

“Do you mean that?” I smirk.

“Not at all,” he mutters dryly.

I giggle and kiss his cheek. “Where are you going to be?”

“I’ll wait in the bar over on the corner.”

“All right.” I bounce on the spot as I shake my hands in front of me. “Oh, I’m nervous.”

He pulls me in for a hug. “Don’t be.” He kisses my cheek. “If you don’t get this position, it’s the universe telling you to work for me.”

I giggle and step back. “Okay, I’m going.”

He smirks and puts his hands in his pockets as he watches me. “Try not to trip over as you walk in. Not a good look.”

My face falls. “Why did you say that? Now I will trip over. You just jinxed me.”

He chuckles. “Goodbye, Eliza.”

I hunch my shoulders in excitement. “Bye.”

I walk into the swanky building. The foyer has been designed in black marble and beautiful timbers.

I make my way to the lift and read the gold sign there:

Dr. MORGAN, Level 7.

I exhale heavily. Okay, let’s do this.

I take the elevator up to level seven. Once there, I follow the signs to Dr. Morgan’s offices. The glass door is heavy, and his name is etched into the glass. Plush dark carpet covers the floor. This place is… wow! It looks more like a fancy bar or something.

Cosmetic surgeon… of course. It’s all about the aesthetics and creating the perfect illusion.

Well played.

I walk over to the desk. “Hello, I’m Eliza Bennet. I’m here for an interview.”

The girls behind the desk smile. “Hello, welcome,” they say.

The pretty blonde stands. “I’ll take you straight through. This way, please.”

I follow her down a corridor and into a consultation room. There is a round table in the middle, and a wall-mounted television screen.