"Here we are," Eleanor announced to Matt with a broad smile which made her well-defined cheekbones rosy and plumb.
"You work at Perfect Touch Corporation?" Matt asked her in amazement. His eyes darted back and forth between the woman in front of him and the enormous building behind them.
"Yes, I do," Eleanor smiled at the surprise. "As a secretary." She raised the coffee box in her hand in the air for her new friend to see. "So, it's not something to be surprised about."
"By God, you are amazing. Did you know how long I've been trying to get into this company as a designer?"
Now, it was Eleanor's turn to be surprised.
"You are a designer?" To her, the man didn't in any way look like a designer. Not with the simple way he dressed.
Matt simply nodded his head.
"Which of the designers?
