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Date Posted: 15:17:51 09/13/01 Thu
Author: Leigh
Subject: Holiday Chapter 3
In reply to: Leigh 's message, "Holiday" on 22:56:37 09/12/01 Wed

Part 3
The intercom buzzed and Nikita reached over and pressed the button impatiently, her eyes still glued to the computer screen as she scanned the latest layout of another VF account.

"Yes?"

"Nikita, your father's on line two. Did you forget you�re supposed to meet them for dinner?"

Nikita shut her eyes and swore silently as she pressed the palm of her left hand against her forehead. "Thanks Rose," she stated. "I'll take it from here." Reaching over to the phone, she pressed the blinking light.

"Father?"

Paul Wolfe expelled an audible sigh. "You forgot," he said.

Nikita leaned back and closed her eyes. "I'm sorry," she apologized. "I guess I lost track of time."

"Which wouldn't be the first time," her father replied dryly. "Your mother and I are downstairs. We'll wait for you."

"Dad." Nikita opened her eyes and swiveled her chair to look out at the darkening sky. "Why don't you two go ahead? I've still got a lot to finish up here at the office. Take a rain check?"

"To add to the other half dozen you owe me? Absolutely not. What are you working on anyway?" Paul asked.

"Right now, the Vanity Fair layout, and there's some changes with the Revlon promo I want to check up on."

"And what about dinner?" Paul inquired. "You do still have to eat."

"I'll order something or send Rose. Don't worry about it. I'll be fine. I'm not very hungry anyway."

Paul's frown deepened. He admired his daughter's dedication to the job but lately he'd noticed that her devotion was over shadowing every other aspect of her life. One of the main reasons he had worked so hard in the past was to ensure that his wife and children would be financially secure. He expected Nikita to take over the company one day, but he didn't expect her to give up the other joys of life altogether.

"Those accounts can wait," Paul stated firmly. "Come join your mother and I. I won't take no for an answer, Nikita. If I have to come up there and personally escort you down here, I will."

Nikita made a face, but it was useless to argue. When her father used that tone of voice it meant he would not back down. With a sigh, she said to him, "All right. Give me a few minutes to freshen up."

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Holiday Chapter 4 -- Leigh, 15:37:45 09/13/01 Thu