“But I am not seeing you,” Holly muttered to herself. If she had to convince even Daniel of that then they certainly had a problem. She hoped he didn't think there was more to the dinner than
there really was. He had called her almost every day since that episode. She realized that she looked forward to his calls. There was that niggling thing at the back of her mind again. Holly
wandered over to Denise and joined her on the sun bed where she was sipping on the blue concoction. “Hey Holly, I saved this for you.” She pointed to the raft in the corner of the room and the two girls giggled, remembering their big adventure out in the sea while on holiday. “So what do you think of the hot new drink for winter?” Holly indicated the bottle. Denise rolled her eyes. “Tacky. I've only had a few and my head is spinning already.” Alice ran over to Holly dragging an enormously muscular man dressed in tiny little shorts. One of his biceps was the size of Alice's waist. She handed the camera to Holly. “Take a picture of
the two of us, will you?” Holly didn't think that these were the kind of photographs Chris was hoping for, but she obliged
Alice. “It's for the screen saver on my computer at work,” Alice explained to Denise. Holly enjoyed herself that evening, laughing and chatting with Denise and Tom while Alice ran
around taking photographs of all the half-naked male models. Holly felt guilty for ever being annoyed by Tom all those months ago at the karaoke competition; he was a sweet guy and he and Denise made a lovely couple. Holly barely got to speak to Daniel, as he was too busy running around being the responsible manager. She watched as he gave orders to his staff and
they immediately got to work. It was obvious that his staff had great respect for him. He got things done. Every time she spotted him heading over to her group, somebody stopped him in his tracks for an interview or just for a chat. Most of the time, he was stopped by skinny young
girls in bikinis. They annoyed Holly, so she looked away. “I don't know how I'm going to write this article,” Holly moaned to Alice as they made their way outside into the cold air. “Don't worry, Holly, you'll be fine; it's only eight hundred words, isn't it?” “Yeah, only,” she said sarcastically. “You see, I already wrote a draft article a few days ago