Seductive in Stilettos by Nana Malone

Author:Nana Malone [Malone, Nana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nana O. Malone

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"I said fucking tiger lilies, not calla lilies!"

The sound of Tris’s client’s voice under normal circumstances gave new meaning to nails on a chalkboard. But add yelling, and no lie, Tris was nearly ready to quit.

Michaela Adams was a terror, and Tris had no idea how Ricca dealt with her on a frequent basis. Tonight was the Fashion Rocks event, and Michaela was one of the featured designers. So understandably she was under pressure. But she had to stop with the tantrums like right the fuck now.

Tris was starting to think she didn’t have what it took to do this job. They'd been in Vegas exactly thirty minutes, and already the city of sin was a total bust. "I'm so sorry. I'm looking at the floral list and it says calla lilies. I-I don’t know what happened."

A bead of sweat rolled down her back, getting trapped by her bra.

What the hell was she going to do? Ricca had brought her here to be helpful. If she couldn’t do the job, she was going to get fired.

Michaela glared at her, then stalked toward her. "I'll tell you what happened. You were so busy snap chatting or whatever with your friends that you weren’t paying attention. I want Ricca. And as for you, I’m going to need you to paint those like they look like tiger lilies."

Shit. Her cousin had given her one job. Get the flower arrangements signed off by Michaela then head on downstairs to do the final fittings for the models tonight. The event was supposed to be a fashion benefit, but right now, she'd be lucky if Michaela didn't kill her before tonight.

Suck it up, Tris, you can do this. "Ricca is otherwise engaged." She stilted her chin up and glared at the woman. "You're not going to have access to her until she is good and ready, so this is the choice you have. You can make do with the flowers you have or we can do a rush order on an assortment of flowers. But one thing that is not happening is me hand dying these flowers for you.”

Michaela blinked at her, surprised. She was accustomed to getting what she wanted. "What did you say to me?"

"I said, you cannot talk to Ricca right now. You can talk to me about the setup, the music, or even the flowers, but you have to understand, I’m not hand dying all these flowers for the purpose of one night. Now, if you are willing, we can rationally discuss alternatives, but you cannot yell at me. Am I clear?"

Tris was worried the crazy woman might actually slug her, but Michaela nodded.

By the time it hit seven o'clock and the doors opened, Tris was exhausted, but she still had to coordinate the red carpet event. All day, she and Ricca had been running around taking care of last minute things, and they'd barely seen each other. When they finally got a breather to be able to sit and chat, all Tris wanted to do was sit down and pass out.

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