The third had chicken wings and barbecue sauce to go with it. Kyle brought them each their glasses and set the bottle of cola on the table."I take it ...hat you are going to put it in a film for us," Dean said."Something much better," Kyle said with a weak smile. He whistled to Bernard to come to his side while his mom walked forwards in front of the table.Dean and Eric each grabbed a slice and put it on their plates and poured themselves drinks. They stared at Michelle, puzzled why she was. ’ The look he gave would’ve had a lesser woman quivering in her boots and being the lesser but stubborn woman that I am I held his gaze and even glared a little. I was awarded a smirk for my efforts and a look that promised retribution. The private dressing rooms were all silk, satin and velvet, plush chairs that you can sink into like a fluffy cloud and unlimited champagne while you wait and try on clothes that cost more than I make in a month and Mr. Caldwell was planning on buying a new. ” I was startled at first, taking a step back, not even sure if I wanted what I had asked for, but then thought of being able to take that one flight with him. I had always wanted to know the feeling. He stood there, as if knowing what my mind was thinking; letting me battle with my thoughts until my mind was clear again. I looked up to him once again, and nodded. “Ok, I’m ready,” I whispered softly. He moved behind me, wrapping a strong arm around my waist ensuring I wouldn’t fall from his. A short time later, one of the guys asked how cold the water in the lake was. I told them to find out for themselves and to remember that we need to start thinking of catching our dinner out of that lake. The guy went over and stuck his hand in the water and jumped back, shaking his hand saying the water was freezing cold. I asked who was going to father more wood and who was going to catch dinner. Several of the guys piped up that they were great fishermen and that they could catch enough fish.