Chapter 2 The nameless Greek god
Chapter 2:
Cleo had an order in the way she did stuff. She planned ahead and if she knew she wouldn't come through or complete a task she would do what she could and deal with what she couldn't at a later stage, it worked well because knowing what she could do gave her the confidence to do what she couldn't and she would already be done by the end of the day with what needed to be done. She never knew the feeling of going home and having someone to talk to at the end of the day about how she felt or how her day went except for her friends who were as busy as she was but they met occasionally to touch base. She also thought about Angelo now and then but she couldn't allow herself to go down that road again. It felt like a lifetime ago but it sometimes felt like it was just yesterday when it happened. Work kept her busy enough to keep her mind off what had happened. It still felt like a dream ...
Cleo met Angelo not once but three times. First time they crossed paths she was at a popular Farmers Market. Cleo was at the market. On that day the market was teeming with people going in different directions, Cleo was with her friends but they somehow got lost in the crowd leaving her all alone feeling panicked because she had left her phone on the kitchen counter at home. It wasn't until she locked eyes with a guy who had the most gorgeous obsidian blue eyes she had ever seen that she felt a wave of calm came over her. She had always loved the color blue and it had a calming effect on her. When she blinked again she saw the most beautiful face etched with a dimpled smile. When she smiled he smiled back he waved at her and pulled a sign she didn't expect from him, she did the same ... As he was walking towards her, one of her friends pulled her away with a worried look and redirected her to where the group was. Needless to say she ended up missing something she never had. A Greek god who was nameless and making her catch feels.
The second time was when she was invited to a party at a high end club and they were in a private area. He was also invited but he was with a woman who looked Lasenza model. She had long hair was dressed in an exquisite red dress with black heels to match. She was working on deadline that weekend and she headed to the party in a black shift dress, black and grey lace detailed heels. She had her hair up in a coiled bun reluctant to leave her weave undone cause she didn't want to look like she was all over the place and rushed. So a classic up do would look like a lot of effort when it didn't even take her five minutes.
When she arrived they were about to start and she had found her group of friends and settled in without getting noticed or so she thought. It wasn't until one of her friends complimented her on pulling the no makeup look that she realized she had forgotten to put makeup on. The only thing she had on was the infallible deep rose red lipstick that didn't smudge or needed retouching for eight hours or until you wiped it off. She was laughing when she had a gut feeling that she was being watched, but she dismissed it and apart from the fact that the guy who she was crushing on and fast catching feelings for, was at the party with someone who could easily make the cover of any magazine and it would fly off the shelves within hours. She decided to not pay attention to him all evening and just chill.
The party was awesome in more ways than one, besides the activities and dancing Cleo actually felt knackered and wanted to call it an evening. She only had a glass of wine, ginger ale, and a couple of mocktails. She was looking around for her best friends Jane and Brendan when she returned to the VIP section after dancing around at the non VIP section of the club but her eyes landed where they shouldn't have. There was a passage way that led somewhere, she didn't know where because she had seen both her friends walk out of the same area a tad bit too high or tipsy. She had a feeling that she was missing something because the VIP section wasn't as lively as before. She decided to go through the passage and straight a room that looked like a study.