Wind Goddess by Crystal Inman

Author:Crystal Inman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press
Published: 2015-06-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Sylvia had forgotten all about Gina, but apparently the girl had not forgotten about her. She found the young woman in her waiting room early the next day. The young woman wore a long khaki skirt and buttery yellow button-up shirt. Her shoes were smart and sensible. Not a trace of the young woman in the blue negligee remained. Even Gina’s hair had been pulled back in a professional knot. The only nerves Sylvia could see were in the light blue eyes that studied her.

Gina stood and extended her hand. “Hello, Ms. Masters. I’ve come to show you my portfolio.” She bit her lip. “You do remember me, don’t you?”

“Certainly.” Sylvia shook her hand and motioned inside her office. “Have a seat, Gina.” She shut the door and walked to her desk. “You brought your work?”

“Yes.” Nervous fingers clutched and released the lovely leather case.

“I’ll probably need to see it.”

“Oh. Of course!” Gina fumbled with the clasp and almost dropped it. She took a deep breath and lifted her head to look at Sylvia. “I’m sorry.”

Sylvia held up her hand and shook her head. “Think nothing of it,” she said.

“No.” Gina lifted her chin. “I’m sorry you had to see me in my underwear in what was clearly a major lack of judgment and sense.” She paused. “I need to explain that I’m usually extremely levelheaded and steady.”

Sylvia sat in her chair and pushed her hair behind her hair. “What happened?”

“The magic and mystery of Tristan Calhoun.” Gina sighed. “I should have known better. He was simply being nice. I see that now. But at the time,” she lifted her shoulders, “I thought he was interested in me.” Her blue eyes flashed. “Stupid, I know.”

“Not a bit.” Sylvia took the portfolio and set it on her desk. “He has a way about him that makes you think you’re special. Probably something he learned at business school.”

Gina laughed. “Glad to see you’re not immune.”

“I wish.” Sylvia frowned and then could have bitten her own tongue.

She hurriedly opened the portfolio and was pleasantly surprised. The young woman in front of her had potential. A lot of it.

Designers were both born and made. Some people had an innate sense of style. They honed it and became incredibly successful. And then there were those who had the extreme will to succeed because it was what they loved. Gina had aptitude and talent. It showed in every design.

Sylvia took her time looking through the portfolio. She asked Liz to bring them both coffee at one point in time. When she finally looked up, Gina’s nerves showed in more than her eyes.

Her hands were clutched around the coffee mug, and her eyes were glued to Sylvia’s face for clues.

Sylvia shut the portfolio and leaned back. “When do you graduate?”

“Next May, if I take the fast track.” Gina’s hands shook a bit.

“That’s probably a good thing for me.”

Gina’s mouth dropped open.

Sylvia’s lips twitched. “Surely you knew I would see your talent?” She chuckled. “And not to backtrack, but what, exactly, is your last name?”

“Smithers.

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