Raven gladly went to work-out at 6:00am. In her sweats, she decided to go for a run. She went to the gym at the office. After running 3 miles on the treadmill and doing some light weights, she thought she had done enough to make her forget about last night. Unfortunately, she was still on fire. Dressed in a green pants suit, she felt ready to go forth with her day. Her assistant Kate met her at the elevator.
"What's wrong?"
"Michael just called a meeting. Your presence has been you requested."
"Fuck. Now what?" Raven said.
"Michael, what's wrong?" Raven asked as she walked into his office.
"I got a call from Gavin Goodson this morning. He has personally requested that you and only you meet with him at his studio this morning at 10am. What in the hell did you do last night?"
"Michael, he wasn't even there. It was Alexa and his assistants. We talked girl talk and we laid out the particulars on what we would do for them. I told them I'd be accessible to the set while Webster over saw operations here."
"Daniel is this true?"
"Yes, sir that's all she said."
"Okay. Well, go over to the studio and I expect to see you as soon as you return."
"Michael, you act like I'm going to meet with the President of the frigging United States."
"Well Raven, it damn sure feels like it and that concerns me."
"I'll be careful. I promise." She went back to her office and gathered her notes and laptop for the meeting.
"Kate, I'll be back soon" she said as she went for the elevator.
What the hell was I thinking? Gavin wondered as he paced back and forth. I need to just tell her I overstepped my bounds last night, so I can get her out of my mind and allow her to do her job. Gavin froze as he heard the clicking of her heels. Raven walked on through the empty sound stage. The security guard told her Mr. Goodson was awaiting her arrival in there. As she walked through the quiet soundstage, she walked towards a man standing in the middle of it. He had on camouflage cargo pants and a white shirt.
"Hello. Mr. Goodson?"
"Raven Jacobs, I presume" Gavin said as he spun around to greet her.
"Mother-"Raven said as Gavin put his hands to her lips. Now she looked like an accountant but she was still hot. The green pants suit she wore with a tight bun made her even more irresistible.
"You're Gavin Goodson." Raven said. "Last night," she continued, but he stopped her. "Raven, I don't play games and it was wrong of me to play one with you last night."
"You sure fooled me Mr. Goodson."
"Gavin. Call me Gavin."
"Gavin, you said you needed to talk to me."
"Yes, first, let me apologize."
"Apology not accepted. That was so unprofessional. Do you just enjoy touch the intimate parts of women and walking away?" Raven screamed at him. He thought she was really mad about what he did but he realized she was mad that he left her wanting more. "Careful, Ms. Jacobs. You might actually tell me what you really wanted."
She took a deep breathe and tried to conceal her feelings again. Damn this is going to be hard.
"Now that we have gotten that out of the way, let me tell you what you're in for." Gavin outlined the various contractors, subcontractors, and payroll agreements that needed to be reviewed and amended.
"So, that means we would be working together for the next 3 weeks before production of the film even begins. Is that okay?"
"Yes, Gavin that should be fine. I'll take these files with me and will review them tonight."
"Oh and I hope I didn't get you in trouble last night."
"Trouble with whom? A boyfriend? No Gavin, I don't have one if that's what you want to know." Raven decided to turn the tables on him.
"So why all the mystery man business?"
"I had a couple of stalkers in the past."
"Really?"
"No, tired of the wives and girlfriends of business associates playing footsie under the table."
"So you're telling me that you're single."
"Yep."
"Well too bad I don't date clients". She said confidently. "Oh well. Have a good day Gavin."
