Forever Just Us by Emma Tharp

Author:Emma Tharp [Tharp, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-03T16:00:00+00:00

7

Caroline

Tuesday morning, I called Marcus at IM Records. It’s a brief call and he let me know he wants to meet me. I told him that Ethan wasn’t here, but he assured me that it was fine if it were just he and I that met today. Luckily, I have the day off, since it’s short notice.

With shaky hands, I press the nine button and ride up the elevator in the IM Records building. I wipe my palms down my dress, attempting to rid them of dampness. With a ding, the door opens and I turn left toward Marcus Campbell’s office.

Pulling open the door, I set my shoulders back and take a shuddering breath and walk toward the receptionist’s silver expanse of a desk. The entire office has a modern contemporary feel, almost to the point of industrial. There’re steel surfaces and metal fixtures throughout the space and exposed pipes and ducts above, such raw elements you’d think would make the office uninviting, but instead it’s got a chic and modern feel.

“Can I help you?” the brunette with a pixie cut sitting behind the desk asks.

“Yes, I’ve got a twelve o’clock appointment to see Mr. Campbell. My name is Caroline Carter.”

She points toward the two black leather couches. “You can have a seat. I’ll let him know you’re here.”

“Thank you,” I say and take a seat, crossing my legs at the ankle.

Checking my watch, I am ten minutes early. It’s too much time to sit here with my nervous energy. Part of me wants to stand and pace, but I’m not sure what pixie cut would think of that, so instead my foot bounces up and down and I focus on my breathing. It’s only a meeting, but it could be a really big deal for us. Our lives could change for the better.

A smirk builds across my lips when I think about calling Ethan to tell him that Marcus wants us to sign a contract with him and start recording an album. What a glorious day it’ll be when we sing our first show together.

“Ms. Carter, come on back.” Standing before me is Marcus Campbell. Taller than I remember, he’s lean and has short dark hair with a smattering of white throughout, giving him a distinguished look. He’s quite handsome.

My heart flutters as I stand and my knees get weak. I take a calming breath and give my hand to him. “Thank you for meeting with me, Mr. Campbell.”

His grip is firm as he shakes my hand. “You’re quite welcome. Follow me down the hall.”

We walk in silence down a long hallway and I focus on Mr. Campbell’s cool and confident gait, giving him a self-assured air that I try and mimic.

He closes the door behind me and gives me a once-over. His eyes are a sharp green and the heat of his appraisal warms my cheeks. I’m wearing a black dress that hits just above the knee. It’s conservative, but has embellishments along the neckline that give it personality without being overly showy.

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