’ As soon as the sentence was finished she looked into Cade’s face, and the strange look on his face made her freeze on the spot. Oops, maybe she...shouldn’t have said that. He was probably still angry, she thought, and prepared herself for a hasty retreat. Maybe he had discovered who was responsible for his new fame among the female staff. Instead, he seemed to calm down and got an even stranger look in his face. He was actually smiling. This didn’t bode well at all. ‘That sounds like a good. .She stopped in front of the man's table. "Would you stand up, please?" Hmm ... he was a rather nice looking man ... He had blonde hair a little lighter than hers, large dark brown eyes and classic features—almost the exact opposite of Wayne's chiseled, tough-looking, manly face with his dark hair and heavy-lidded, deep blue eyes.She said quietly with a smile, "Would you do me a favor? I'm trying to get an old boyfriend to stop hounding me, so ... would you kiss me?" What?" the man asked. It was a very cold night in Madison Wisconsin, and Dillon was wrapped up in a huge blanket strolling through the same boring forums, as he did the night before, and the night before that. His parents had left him and his sister home for the weekend and the thought of being able to do something out of the ordinary was enticing him, but the fact that nothing had come to his mind was haunting him. Dillon was 15 years old. He stood about 6 feet tall and weighed around 140 pounds. His hair, brown. " Panicstruggled with a creeping sense of resignation, he had known this wouldbe the reaction.Dad put down his own utensils, and sighed. "Three years. Go getyourself ready. I'll be in when I am done dinner."Tony stuffed as much bread in his mouth as he could as he stood up."Go!" Tony took his cue and sprinted from the room.He went to the closet and the black garment bag hanging there. "Stupidrunt." he muttered as he took the pink dress out of its case, he stillhated remembering the day.