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smile.
                  "It's my night job." We laugh then he tells me he will be sleeping in the adjoining suite and will have his cell on all night if I need anything.
                  "Ethan, I think I can get through the night without having to call you. It's early for Vegas.  You should go have some fun, on the clock."  I wink at him and he smirks. 
                  "I'm actually beat. I think I will head to bed.  Maybe tomorrow night."
    We say good night to each other and I crawl into my giant bed sinking into the fluffy clouds of pillows.  I need to get one of these beds for home.  I am actually so tired and the bed is so comfortable that I fall asleep right away, without the date I'd planned with my vibrator.
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 5
     
                  Mags calls me as I'm putting on my makeup.
                  "Are you alone?" Is the first thing she says.
                  "Yes, Mags, no dirty details. Sorry there was no shagging in my room last night.”
                  "Awe, come on! I was hoping for some juicy details this morning." I'm not going to divulge last night's events with her just yet because I'm not in the mood for a lecture from her about how life's too short and blah, blah, blah.  "What are you wearing to your meeting?"
                  "Black pencil skirt, white silk blouse, and black jacket.  The form fitting one you picked out."
                  "Good for business, but still sexy as hell. Shoes?"
                  "The lace up Minolo Blahnik's you made me buy."  Mags is so obsessed with fashion it drives me a little crazy.  Thanks to her I now have a closet full of some of the world's best fashion.  Even though the price tags are ridiculous, they are amazing clothes. 
                  "You'll drive them wild when they see you and then you'll impress the shit out of them with your business smarts.  You've got this in the bag, mate."  Mags is my biggest fan besides Rex.  They always have a way of making me more comfortable with myself.
                  "Thanks. I have to go. I'll call you later though." I hang up with her and finish up my makeup.  I went with understated cool tones; only a little mascara, blush, and some lip gloss. 
    Ethan is in the main room with breakfast when I enter. My stomach is nothing but a bundle of nerves right now. Whatever he has smells wonderful, but I don't think I will be able to eat.
                  "Beautiful, Ms. Aubrey. You are going to knock them out." 
                  "Thanks, Ethan.  I hope I don't puke all over the boardroom table from these nerves." I sit in front of my breakfast and try eating some toast.  It's not happening. I have to force myself to swallow it. 
                  "You should try to eat more so you don't faint," Ethan says, noticing that I am not interested in the food at all.
                  "Puke or faint." I push my hands up and down, palms up, weighing my options.  I decide I can push down a few more bites of toast, but have to take many sips of water to get it down.
                  Looking at my watch, I decide it is time to head to the boardroom on the 2nd floor.  Time to face the music; it’s time to sink or swim.
                  Ethan escorts me down and when I walk into the boardroom he assures me he will be right outside if I need him.  Just knowing that a friendly face is close does make me feel better.
                  I step through the doors.  Some of the ten members that make up the Board of Trustees are already sitting.  They rise when I walk in.  I walk around to them all and introduce myself.  In the corner of the room is Matt Wilson, second in line to me in share holding, and with him is Tandi Jackson. The jilted widow has seemed to move on to the next best thing.  They were