A Tempting Proposal

Imani had met a lot of entrepreneurs at last year’s annual conference and respected the organization a great deal.

“I would like you both to meet a few of our student volunteers,” Vicky said, motioning toward the younger adults.

Imani noticed that each of the volunteers wore a T-shirt from The University of Georgia.

“Imani, Daman, my name is Jared Booker, and I’m the president of the Black Student Union campus organization at The University of Georgia. This is our vice president, Stephanie Rogers, treasurer, Michael Adams, editor of our monthly magazine, Paul White, and event and marketing director, Joan Griffin. We have many other volunteers from our organization who will be here to help with the gala, as well.”

Imani shook hands with the enthusiastic five, reflecting on her own drive she had in college to make a difference. “It’s very nice to meet you all. It means a lot to have student volunteers willing to dedicate their time.”

Daman seemed equally impressed with the students. “We’re glad your organization has offered to help with the gala. I look forward to working with you all.”

“Now that introductions are out of the way, we can give you two a tour of the center,” Vicky said to the group. “We’ll start with the Thomas Murphy Ballroom, where the gala will take place.”

When Imani had first walked into the Georgia World Congress Center, she’d admired the design, but thought it looked like many other conference centers. As Vicky led them deeper into the center, Imani was blown away by the breathtaking beauty of the ballroom.

The architectural design of the high ceiling was distinctively modern and the theater-style room had geometric carpeting with warm, brilliant tones. Unique sculptural designs were symmetrically stationed throughout the entire room. The overall effect was stunning.

The tour continued throughout the center, each room offering the same gorgeous decor; however, the Georgia Ballroom, where the pre-and-post-cocktail parties were to be held was Imani’s favorite. It was also the room that received Daman’s utmost approval.

“Vicky, this room is exquisite!” Daman exclaimed in complete awe.

Imani watched as he carefully viewed all the minor details of the room’s decor. His strides were slow and precise and the concentration in his eyes was mesmerizing to her. She was so intensely consumed in watching Daman that she failed to notice the observant glance she was receiving from Vicky.

“I’m interested to know the history of this place,” Daman said out loud to no one in particular. “The decor is modern so it must have been remodeled recently.”

Vicky gleamed. “My husband would be able to answer all of your questions,” Vicky said motioning toward the man beside her. “As facilities manager, he knows everything about this place.”