trip, Ms. Stevens. Bye,” Gerry said before going back inside.
Alysa breathed a sigh of relief. “It would not have been good to go to that meeting without these.”
“I’m sure they would have printed them for us,” Alan offered.
“I know, but I don’t want to go to an investors meeting and the first thing out of my mouth is ‘can you print this stuff’.”
Alan chuckled. “True, but don’t worry. You’ll do fine. Once you get a few of these trips under your belt, they’ll become second nature.”
Alysa looked at her Vice President and smiled. He was in his mid-forties and was showing a few white hairs, but the salt and pepper look gave him a distinctive air. His wisdom and expertise in helping her guide the company to its current success was invaluable. She knew she was lucky when he agreed to come on board, especially since he’d had the pick of positions back then. “You’re the best, you know that? In case I haven’t told you lately, I really appreciate all you do.”
The older man patted her hand. “It goes both ways kiddo! You’ve learned a lot and more importantly, you listened. That’s the sign of a great CEO in the making.”
“Thanks. Do you want to go over this one more time?”
“No, there will be plenty of time on the flight. One word of advice though, if you can sleep on the plane, do it. You’ll feel better once we land in Taiwan. I know you’re excited, but you’ll feel that jet lag crash into you if you don’t get some rest on the way.”
“Okay, I’ll try.” Alysa put the presentations in her briefcase and leaned back in the seat. Her professional life was a success and she was proud of her accomplishments, but not having someone special to share it with left an aching need in her. She tried not to think about her handsome d’Artagnan, but it was hopeless. She longed to feel his arms around her, feel his hot breath on her neck and taste his sweet lips again.
She hated to admit it, but she had no hope of ever finding him. Had she lost her one chance at true love? Could you even fall in love with someone in one night? With no answers to her questions, Alysa did the next best thing and started rehearsing her speech to the perspective investors.
***
Scott stared at his computer screen. “Lame!” He deleted the email he’d been trying to write to Alysa for the past 3 days. He’d gotten her email address from the company’s website, but it was a generic one, president@solarwindsinc. When he first started writing it, he tried to be clever, then mysterious, then all business, but none of those options felt exactly right. He didn’t want to send her an email because she’d have no idea who he was. Plus, he wasn’t sure if her assistant screened her messages, or if it would go straight into her spam filter.
The funny thing was he’d been planning to talk to Al, or so he thought, about designing a new company logo and website. The current one was rather bland. He had doodled with a number of designs over the past few months before settling on his current one. He wanted the company to do well. It certainly helped his bottom line, but more importantly, he liked what the company was doing. Wind and solar power were the wave of the future and Solar Winds, Inc. had gotten in on the ground floor.
He glanced at the calendar. Seven more days before Alysa returned from her trip to Taiwan. It was only a week. He could certainly wait another week. After all, he’d been searching for her for six months. At least now he knew her name and where to find her. His lips curled up in a lazy smile as he remembered the feel of her in his arms. Her scent was intoxicating, her lips soft. Why this girl? What was so special about her? Scott had no answers, but the one thing he knew for certain was that Alysa Stevens was the girl for him.
Chapter 6
Alysa breathed a sigh of relief when the plane’s wheels touched down on the runway. It was fun travelling, but it