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Utterly disgusting. I sometimes worry about Neely working with him, but then I remember Neely and her ways. She knows he’d jump for a chance to get in there, so in her way of meeting shit head on, she shut that shit down early on after joining the firm. Now he’s all innuendoes and lewd looks which she can cope with and if he tried anything else the Harts would have a front row seat to how she would physically deal with it. Being small at 5’ 5” means she’s often underestimated but she can look after herself and when you add rage into that equation she’s a little ball of rage and fire all rolled into one.
Oli’s door is open, so I stick my head round whilst knocking and wander in. As usual he is dressed in a sharp suit and looks well groomed; he is the perfect match for Lottie. However, underneath the suit are muscles and rumors of rebellious tattoos. Reminding myself of these possibilities makes me smile. I wonder if he realizes just how perfect a match for her he is, Lottie underneath her well coordinated designer exterior hides a wild side that people don’t often see. I don’t know if Oli knows about it. Their fake dating enables them to avoid other match making attempts by both sets of parents. Like Lottie, Oli has had a privileged upbringing and where Lottie’s parents look for a match to ensure the right suitor will bring happiness for their princess, Oli’s parents do it for reasons of breeding a future generation Hawsktown power couple. Lottie assures me the fake bit means they get space; they have the odd dinner date with the parents, as well as random meetings at the country club and phone calls to each other. Although the phone calls are usually short and frequent to tie each other’s stories together. Oli gets up from his desk, comes round the corner of it to me and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek. I drop my purse on the chair next to me and sit down.
“Coffee?”
“Sure, thanks,” more caffeine at this point can’t hurt.
“Not that I know specifics, but getting a phone call from Chris delaying our chat and then watching Neely run out like she did, like someone had been hurt, leads me to believe you’ve had an eventful morning.” Well someone had been hurt, Tits. A victim of my unbelievable rage.
“Yeah, I had a small run in with Letitia Brunel, you know we’ve never seen eye to eye. I guess it came to a head today.” His body does a fake shudder letting me know he too thinks she’s unpleasant.
“Now that would have been worth seeing, she’s unpleasant at the best of times,” he says.
“Nah, not really, but it does mean I’ve got to try and do my grocery shopping again when I go back for my car, now that’s unpleasant.” I’m trying to play it down, this meeting is about a job and not my wild temper. “So the tourist brochure...”
“Yeah, a few new units are in for planning permission on the edge of town and some of the Main Street ones I already own will be coming up for lease renewals. I thought that getting some new tourists in the town might open up some interest. You know, tempt them here, keep them here.”
“OK, I’ve got a few ideas for locations of great shots. Chesters Mountain and some walkers, The Hawkstown lake and waterfall would be lovely, The Mayor’s Day Festival is usually vibrant and fun. Other local highlights will jump out at me as I get going.”
“Great, I like those ideas and with the festival coming up soon it means we can plan to use it in the brochure. I was also thinking of some high school football shots too, if I want people to move here to start a business and a life, then they need to see the community and its school I think.”
“OK, I’ll add it to the list.”
“I’ll be handling the words and general blurb on the brochure and once we’ve selected the photos, I can get some specifics done at the end and tailor some of it around the photos we’ve included,” he
Oli’s door is open, so I stick my head round whilst knocking and wander in. As usual he is dressed in a sharp suit and looks well groomed; he is the perfect match for Lottie. However, underneath the suit are muscles and rumors of rebellious tattoos. Reminding myself of these possibilities makes me smile. I wonder if he realizes just how perfect a match for her he is, Lottie underneath her well coordinated designer exterior hides a wild side that people don’t often see. I don’t know if Oli knows about it. Their fake dating enables them to avoid other match making attempts by both sets of parents. Like Lottie, Oli has had a privileged upbringing and where Lottie’s parents look for a match to ensure the right suitor will bring happiness for their princess, Oli’s parents do it for reasons of breeding a future generation Hawsktown power couple. Lottie assures me the fake bit means they get space; they have the odd dinner date with the parents, as well as random meetings at the country club and phone calls to each other. Although the phone calls are usually short and frequent to tie each other’s stories together. Oli gets up from his desk, comes round the corner of it to me and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek. I drop my purse on the chair next to me and sit down.
“Coffee?”
“Sure, thanks,” more caffeine at this point can’t hurt.
“Not that I know specifics, but getting a phone call from Chris delaying our chat and then watching Neely run out like she did, like someone had been hurt, leads me to believe you’ve had an eventful morning.” Well someone had been hurt, Tits. A victim of my unbelievable rage.
“Yeah, I had a small run in with Letitia Brunel, you know we’ve never seen eye to eye. I guess it came to a head today.” His body does a fake shudder letting me know he too thinks she’s unpleasant.
“Now that would have been worth seeing, she’s unpleasant at the best of times,” he says.
“Nah, not really, but it does mean I’ve got to try and do my grocery shopping again when I go back for my car, now that’s unpleasant.” I’m trying to play it down, this meeting is about a job and not my wild temper. “So the tourist brochure...”
“Yeah, a few new units are in for planning permission on the edge of town and some of the Main Street ones I already own will be coming up for lease renewals. I thought that getting some new tourists in the town might open up some interest. You know, tempt them here, keep them here.”
“OK, I’ve got a few ideas for locations of great shots. Chesters Mountain and some walkers, The Hawkstown lake and waterfall would be lovely, The Mayor’s Day Festival is usually vibrant and fun. Other local highlights will jump out at me as I get going.”
“Great, I like those ideas and with the festival coming up soon it means we can plan to use it in the brochure. I was also thinking of some high school football shots too, if I want people to move here to start a business and a life, then they need to see the community and its school I think.”
“OK, I’ll add it to the list.”
“I’ll be handling the words and general blurb on the brochure and once we’ve selected the photos, I can get some specifics done at the end and tailor some of it around the photos we’ve included,” he
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