Flynn
has finally landed his first really big body painting job. Crossfire,
a national sporting goods company, has hired him to launch their
newest clothing and equipment line. On location in a state park, he's
staying at the park lodge with the models and crew.
Someone
tapping on his door woke him. It was Ned.
“I
forgot to set the alarm. I'm sorry.”
“No
problem. They execs are up yet, either. You've got about half an
hour. Anything I can do to help out?”
“I
need time with the models today. I have to look them over and check
musculature. Can you make that happen?”
“I
can. I'll get back to you. Grab a shower if you need it, and come
downstairs. They're setting out the food now. I've died and gone to
heaven.”
“Thanks,
Ned.”
“No
problem, Boss.” He waved and left.
Breakfast
was a feast of fresh fruits, homemade muffins and biscuits as well as
bacon, sausage and strips of grilled, marinated venison. Feeling
adventurous, he tried that. It tasted so good, he had more. The cooks
has already discussed allergies and dislikes with them the day
before, so he knew that it didn't contain anything he couldn't eat.
“That
is too good,” he confided to Ned.
“I
hate six pieces. I might roll outta here Monday.”
“They're
going to need a dolly to move me. Damn!”
“Model
face time is set for right after dinner. They're fussing, but when I
explained that they aren't the most important factor in this shoot,
they shut up.”
“Jeez,
I wouldn't have the nerve.”
“After
the way those snooty divas have treated me? I'm no longer a no-title
flunky. I'm Mr. Chancellor's assistant. Gives me a certain cred.”
“You're
a bad ass, Ned. I've always said that.”
They
tapped knuckles.
“Bad
news, though. Monique is here.”
“I
could have done without that. I wasn't expecting her.”
“We
weren't either. She was a last minute substitution. Eva got sick, I
think she's pregnant. That girl, no scruples. Including you?”
“She
did not deign to invite me to partake. But considering what Kent got
from her, I dodged a bullet.”
“Which
is why I don't date models.”
“On
this we agree.”
Ned
and another flunky drove the Jeeps for the executives and Flynn to
ride around in. The location guy had chosen several spots, but Flynn
vetoed them all. There were various reasons, but nothing felt right.
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2017 Dellani Oakes
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