Overture (Rain Dance, Book 1) (Rain Dance Series) by Elle Devrou Read Free Book Online Page B

nice, it would give me a reason to be
extra careful.
          Wait a
minute…
          The mood I was in right now might not be fit for
professionalism. But I wasn't actually an official employee. Not really. I was
simply a hired artist who would spend the entire time locked up in a room, far
away from anyone else. Right?
          As I like to
say: fuck it. I'll wear what I damn well please.
          I chose a
buttercream-colored dress. It was soft, the outer layer made of my favorite
fabric. Fitted at the waist, the skirt flared out only a bit, stopping just
above my knees. The neckline was a wide V, with short flutter sleeves to finish
off the floaty look. After putting on stockings, I grabbed matching shoes. I
wouldn't be wearing them when I painted, so it didn't matter if I wore heels or
not. After fixing my bangs, I pulled my hair half-up again, leaving the rest to
flow down my back in a thick mass of waves.
          When I looked
myself over in the mirror, I decided the look was perfectly acceptable. I could
pass for neutral, as there were no patterns or neon colors, so it was doubtful
I would draw any attention to myself.
          I switched to a
matching purse and hung a white cardigan through it, hoping it wouldn't get too
chilly later on. Most days I wished for rain, but sometimes I couldn't help but
be happy to see the sun. There would be plenty of light when I painted today.
          Stuffing my
headphones into my ears, I put my iPod on shuffle and walked to the Luxadigm. I
almost sung along with the birds - I was that excited to get to work. But
figuring it best not to disturb the peace, and to save myself the
embarrassment, I stuck to singing quietly to myself. Smiles were given all
around, both to and from strangers.
           I planned on bringing my own lunch, but
just in case I happened to forget, I made sure to keep an eye out for places I
might be able to eat. When I reached the building about thirty minutes later, I
saw Douglas just as he was exiting.
          "Hello, Douglas,"
I called, pulling one earphone out.
          "Miss
Myers," he nodded. "You're looking very chipper this morning."
          "I'm feeling very chipper this morning."
          "Excited
about working?" he asked as we passed one another.
          "Very
much!" I waved to him, walking backwards for a second to say goodbye,
"Hope your day goes well."
          "How kind
of you. Yours, too, Miss." His wide-toothed grin was quite possibly one of
the most adorable sights I had ever seen.
          I stopped,
having to take a moment to stare when I finally entered the building.
Yesterday, the clouds had been in the way. Today, there was nothing but direct
sunlight hitting all corners of the lobby, turning it into a light show of
sorts. The marble ground literally looked as though it were glowing. People
busily passed by me, and I wondered why no one else seemed to take notice of
the damn near magical phenomenon that was taking place. Maybe they were used to
it? A few of them must have recognized me from yesterday, as they offered me
very pleasant smiles. I certainly didn't remember any of them, but I returned
the gesture, genuinely pleased that there seemed to be good energy all around.
          I had just
finished giving a polite nod to Samantha when I saw him watching me. He was standing
behind the turnstiles with three other people, one of which was yet another
blonde woman who couldn't seem to keep her eyes off of him.
          The world
around me suddenly came to a quick halt before starting up again, only to move
in slow motion. A single moment passed within that time, but a moment was all I
needed. One single look at this woman and I knew that the two had fucked many
times before. It was embarrassing to admit, but I almost felt jealous despite
not knowing a thing about this man.
           Yes, I almost felt my heart break even
though I had no hold - and therefore no right over him.