more inspiration and more creativity. She told of the first time she had had the vision for ‘Inspire’ magazine and how excited she was to now at last be able to share it with all it’s readers.
At the end of the speech a huge rapture of applause broke out from the crowd, who stood and cheered.
“So tonight we are looking forward to seeing all of you at the launch party, held in the private bar downstairs. Cocktails and Champagne are served from 8pm. Thank you, to ‘Inspire’.
Felicity bowed and slowly made her way from the stage.
Wow, it was finally over, the speech she had been working on for months! It had gone well and she was pleased.
Heading up to her hotel room, she bumped into Paul in the hallway.
“Hey, great speech, congratulations.” He said.
“Oh thanks.”
“Where is Tamara?” Felicity asked.
“She was inside watching your speech. I guess she is still in there.” Said Paul.
“Ok, well tell her I have gone to change.”
“Sure thing.” He replied.
As Felicity entered her hotel room she saw a huge bouquet of flowers waiting on the table. They were her favourites, orchids, roses and lilies. She opened the card inside the bouquet. A plain white card with only two words, “Love Mick.”
Chapter 5
The launch party was a success. Waiters served champagne in crystal glasses and Felicity had chosen her favourite rock band “Low Pressure.” Who were performing. Felicity had her auburn hair tied high above her head and wore a gold and black strapless dress, which showed her slender frame. A diamond necklace adorned her and earrings hung delicately from her ears.
The entire crew from Privilege were there, and Felicity smiled and received warm congratulations from everyone. A few times that evening she had seen Mick, hovering closely and he had tried to approach her on several occasions but she had successfully avoided eye contact, and remained enthusiastically engaged in conversation with whomever she happened to be speaking to at the time.
Felicity glanced around and could not see him anywhere. She felt a strange mixture of relief and disappointment.
John, one of the main writers for Privilege and one of her closest friends came over to her.
“Still with the same great taste in music.” He said as he sidled over.
“John” smiled Felicity. “Is Cathy here?”
Cathy, John’s wife, was also a close friend of Felicity’s.
“No, we couldn’t get a babysitter, so she is at home with the little ones.”
“Though I tell you who I did see.” Said John.
“Who?”
“Mick” he replied.
“Oh yes, I know, I bumped into him earlier.”
Said Felicity off-handedly.
John looked at her curiously.
“Come on, let’s dance.”
They headed over to the dance-floor.
“They just have such a great sound!” exclaimed Felicity, as her and John moved together on the dance floor.
After a few more songs, Felicity went outside to the terrace to get some air. She had had lots of people coming up to her on the dance floor when she had just wanted to dance. Yet she knew this was business, and it was her night, so she remained a gracious hostess, smiling and charming to everyone.
As she looked out into the clear night sky, the stars twinkled above her. It seemed peaceful and quiet outside. She felt a presence behind her and turned around to face Mick.
“You did well tonight.” He said.
“Mick. Um, thanks.”
“Have you been avoiding me?” he asked gently.
“When?” she asked, and immediately regretted it.
“No.” she continued quickly. “I have just been busy. You know. Anyway I haven’t seen you in a long time.”
She knew that her words and voice betrayed more emotion than she was willing to admit to herself.
Just then Tamara joined them outside.
“Hey you two. This looks like a blast from the past.” There was an awkward silence and Mick smiled at Felicity who looked away.
“I’m going inside