Hawaiian Affair (Part 1 of 4) (Hawaiian Affair - 30 days to sign the deal - and stay out of love) by Debbie Flint
Authors: Debbie Flint
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been
approached by at the awards in Hawaii, to help pull off the deal of the
century. With a product that couldn’t be more up her street. It was fate.
And
if there was anything Sadie believed in, it was fate.
Fate
and Destiny.
She
hauled herself off the bed and walked into the bathroom. Flicking on the light,
she got a reality check. In the harsh brightness, staring in the mirror, she
found her mother looking back. Eurgh! Sadie flinched and turned away. Then
looked back and tried pulling her cheeks back towards her ears, giving a slight
lifting effect. Then she gave up, shook her head and picked up her sodden
handbag.
The
whole soggy contents came tumbling out into the shower tray, and she sifted
through separating her precious documents and placing them onto a towel to dry.
Then she held the bag up and smiled, transported back to that moment. She
closed her eyes as her fingers found her cheek, remembering that toe-tingling
kiss. Then she grimaced as she removed a piece of seaweed from her cheek and
sighed.
‘ Why is it always me, indeed,’ she
mused.
Careful
Sadie, keep your feet on the ground. One
night, remember - no Prince Charming, no white charger. But hey, the way
she was feeling, a jester on a pony would have sufficed.
Beats
being at home making organic ‘Chilli-con-Quinoa’ for three.
Sadie
realised her heart was pounding. Again
She
began sorting out her newly delivered luggage – covered with stickers and
battered from its journey via Milan and Paris and back again. Thankful to
finally get out of the tight business suit, and into something more comfortable
for the evening ahead. She thanked her lucky stars that both her vital laptop, i-Pad
and back-up USB stick had been safely packed in her suitcase not in her
aqua-bag. Opening the all-important presentation for the hundredth time in the
last two days, she instantly got heart-stoppingly nervous once more, thinking
about tomorrow’s meeting. Especially about the mountainous task she’d been
given.
Thirty
days to find an investor, they’d said, and earn herself a huge bumper commission.
Debts solved. Bank of mum repaid. Ex-husband’s alimony a mere formality. And be
part of a new product that would take the international health food market by
storm.
Yes
it was all happening so fast – perhaps those ‘laws of attraction’ books really
did work, and all that ‘ohmming’ and manifesting and visualisation was beginning
to pay off. Or maybe she was just in the right place at the right time to have
come across the money-men chasing down a deal that was quickly circulating
amongst the exclusive clique of venture capitalists? Putting feelers out
amongst her old research funders had returned a very swiftly interested party.
Maybe he’d been tracking her down when the news got out about Bill Galloway’s
offer. Who knew.
Who
cared?
She
was going off in pursuit of her dream - to help improve the health of the
nation. So what if so far, it was only the health of Guildford? And even that
was a struggle - that part of England might have heard of Manuka honey and Acai
Berry – but they weren’t rushing to buy it yet. Still, she had to start
somewhere.
Sadie
finished checking her presentation and turned off her i-Pad then pulled off the
rest of her clothes. Her belly-pooch sighed in relief and she squidged it. It
had been with her as long as her youngest daughter and was the part of her body
she felt most self-conscious about. Another reason why she’d been happily
devoting her life to work. And so what if it had cost her a social life? It had
all been worth it, hadn’t it? If her last attempt at a relationship was
anything to go by, she wasn’t missing much - Damian had been like having
another big kid in the house. Mind you, his stupid shiny red Ferrari had
cheesed off the girls’ dad so much, it was almost worth it, even for the couple
of months it lasted.
She
smiled to herself at the memory of her last awful session in the bedroom,
approached by at the awards in Hawaii, to help pull off the deal of the
century. With a product that couldn’t be more up her street. It was fate.
And
if there was anything Sadie believed in, it was fate.
Fate
and Destiny.
She
hauled herself off the bed and walked into the bathroom. Flicking on the light,
she got a reality check. In the harsh brightness, staring in the mirror, she
found her mother looking back. Eurgh! Sadie flinched and turned away. Then
looked back and tried pulling her cheeks back towards her ears, giving a slight
lifting effect. Then she gave up, shook her head and picked up her sodden
handbag.
The
whole soggy contents came tumbling out into the shower tray, and she sifted
through separating her precious documents and placing them onto a towel to dry.
Then she held the bag up and smiled, transported back to that moment. She
closed her eyes as her fingers found her cheek, remembering that toe-tingling
kiss. Then she grimaced as she removed a piece of seaweed from her cheek and
sighed.
‘ Why is it always me, indeed,’ she
mused.
Careful
Sadie, keep your feet on the ground. One
night, remember - no Prince Charming, no white charger. But hey, the way
she was feeling, a jester on a pony would have sufficed.
Beats
being at home making organic ‘Chilli-con-Quinoa’ for three.
Sadie
realised her heart was pounding. Again
She
began sorting out her newly delivered luggage – covered with stickers and
battered from its journey via Milan and Paris and back again. Thankful to
finally get out of the tight business suit, and into something more comfortable
for the evening ahead. She thanked her lucky stars that both her vital laptop, i-Pad
and back-up USB stick had been safely packed in her suitcase not in her
aqua-bag. Opening the all-important presentation for the hundredth time in the
last two days, she instantly got heart-stoppingly nervous once more, thinking
about tomorrow’s meeting. Especially about the mountainous task she’d been
given.
Thirty
days to find an investor, they’d said, and earn herself a huge bumper commission.
Debts solved. Bank of mum repaid. Ex-husband’s alimony a mere formality. And be
part of a new product that would take the international health food market by
storm.
Yes
it was all happening so fast – perhaps those ‘laws of attraction’ books really
did work, and all that ‘ohmming’ and manifesting and visualisation was beginning
to pay off. Or maybe she was just in the right place at the right time to have
come across the money-men chasing down a deal that was quickly circulating
amongst the exclusive clique of venture capitalists? Putting feelers out
amongst her old research funders had returned a very swiftly interested party.
Maybe he’d been tracking her down when the news got out about Bill Galloway’s
offer. Who knew.
Who
cared?
She
was going off in pursuit of her dream - to help improve the health of the
nation. So what if so far, it was only the health of Guildford? And even that
was a struggle - that part of England might have heard of Manuka honey and Acai
Berry – but they weren’t rushing to buy it yet. Still, she had to start
somewhere.
Sadie
finished checking her presentation and turned off her i-Pad then pulled off the
rest of her clothes. Her belly-pooch sighed in relief and she squidged it. It
had been with her as long as her youngest daughter and was the part of her body
she felt most self-conscious about. Another reason why she’d been happily
devoting her life to work. And so what if it had cost her a social life? It had
all been worth it, hadn’t it? If her last attempt at a relationship was
anything to go by, she wasn’t missing much - Damian had been like having
another big kid in the house. Mind you, his stupid shiny red Ferrari had
cheesed off the girls’ dad so much, it was almost worth it, even for the couple
of months it lasted.
She
smiled to herself at the memory of her last awful session in the bedroom,
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