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realizing Callie was still too much in shock. The driver pointed to himself. "My name's Rogue Stockton and you are—"
"...Callie Boggs," Callie finally let slip.
"You an extra in this movie?" Rogue asked darkly with a craving look in his eyes.
Callie shook her head no. "I just got thrown out of an audition, actually. Apparently, fat girls can't be cute..."
Rogue tucked his helmet under his right arm, "Fuck that, he's clearly delusional. A wise man once said 'girls are like country roads...the best ones got curves.' "
Callie snorted, after hearing Rogue's charmingly cheesy line. There was something carnal in his eyes. Something feral. Rogue's powerfully built body stood several feet above her.
"Are you an actor on this set?" She gulped.
"No, I'm the stuntman," Rogue growled.
"ROGUE! Flirt on your own time, man. We've got a scene to finish..." the director blurted out.
"Is that what you're doing? Flirting with me?" Callie sheepishly asked, trying her best not to seem too eager.
"More like trying to fix up a date, it's the least I can do for almost running you over..." Rogue said with a smile spreading across his face. What would Marlow do? Callie wondered. A guy this hot she'd probably screw his brains out...
"I'm sorta new to town, it'd be cool if someone could show me around," Callie proposed.
"Sounds like plan...I know exactly where to take you..." Rogue mysteriously replied. He moved only inches away from Callie and her nerves jolted. He smelled strangely like earth and the outdoors. Callie are you seriously going out with a stuntman?
Chapter Two
C allie wiped the nervous sweat from her forehead. The past few days have been brutally hot as L.A. was going through a scorching heat wave. Even though the sun set hours ago, the night was warm. And Callie just hoped she wouldn't look like a sweaty mess when Rogue showed up at her door.
Marlow took notice of Callie fidgeting near the door.
"So, you never told me how the audition went?" she said, arching a brow.
"I didn't get the part, but I did get a date..." Callie shrugged.
Marlow grabbed Callie by her arm. "Well, if you ask me. Sounds like you got a better deal. So, tell me? Who's the guy?"
"His name is Rogue Stockton..." Callie replied with a spirited expression on her face.
Marlow's skin blanched, knowing Callie wouldn't want to hear what she had say next.
"Rogue Stockton! He's a well known stuntman here in L.A., but he runs with a rough crew. Biker type guys, I don't think you’re the kinda girl for that, Callie," Marlow warned.
Callie hadn't dated much. And most of the guys she did date were usually the quieter, homebody types. She truly never thought a man like Rogue would even look twice at her. Yet, she wasn't stupid. She knew going out tonight was a risk, but she didn't travel half-way across the country to play it safe.
"Marlow, c'mon . I thought you'd have my back on this. It's one date...what's the worst that can happen?" Callie said, trying to calm her best friend.
A pair of headlights shone through Marlow's living room window. Marlow grimaced hoping Callie wasn't making a mistake.
Callie didn't want to leave on bad terms.
"Don't worry, if anything happens you'll be the first I call, kay?" Callie assured.
Chapter Three
C allie then hurried through her door and caught sight of Rogue leaning against a midnight black motorcycle. He wore his white leather racing jacket, snug jeans and his trademark smile.
"There's my girl..." Rogue growled with a tempting lick of the corner of his mouth. He had this cocky attractive grin that Callie couldn't stand but at the same time couldn't get enough of.
She pointed at his motorcycle gleaming under the moonlight. "We're not actually going to ride that thing, are we?"
Rogue chuckled. "Don't tell me you're afraid of a little speed." He pulled Callie in close to his chest. Immediately, Callie felt every inch of her skin blistering. Rogue's blood ran hot when he inhaled the scent of Callie's curly red
"...Callie Boggs," Callie finally let slip.
"You an extra in this movie?" Rogue asked darkly with a craving look in his eyes.
Callie shook her head no. "I just got thrown out of an audition, actually. Apparently, fat girls can't be cute..."
Rogue tucked his helmet under his right arm, "Fuck that, he's clearly delusional. A wise man once said 'girls are like country roads...the best ones got curves.' "
Callie snorted, after hearing Rogue's charmingly cheesy line. There was something carnal in his eyes. Something feral. Rogue's powerfully built body stood several feet above her.
"Are you an actor on this set?" She gulped.
"No, I'm the stuntman," Rogue growled.
"ROGUE! Flirt on your own time, man. We've got a scene to finish..." the director blurted out.
"Is that what you're doing? Flirting with me?" Callie sheepishly asked, trying her best not to seem too eager.
"More like trying to fix up a date, it's the least I can do for almost running you over..." Rogue said with a smile spreading across his face. What would Marlow do? Callie wondered. A guy this hot she'd probably screw his brains out...
"I'm sorta new to town, it'd be cool if someone could show me around," Callie proposed.
"Sounds like plan...I know exactly where to take you..." Rogue mysteriously replied. He moved only inches away from Callie and her nerves jolted. He smelled strangely like earth and the outdoors. Callie are you seriously going out with a stuntman?
Chapter Two
C allie wiped the nervous sweat from her forehead. The past few days have been brutally hot as L.A. was going through a scorching heat wave. Even though the sun set hours ago, the night was warm. And Callie just hoped she wouldn't look like a sweaty mess when Rogue showed up at her door.
Marlow took notice of Callie fidgeting near the door.
"So, you never told me how the audition went?" she said, arching a brow.
"I didn't get the part, but I did get a date..." Callie shrugged.
Marlow grabbed Callie by her arm. "Well, if you ask me. Sounds like you got a better deal. So, tell me? Who's the guy?"
"His name is Rogue Stockton..." Callie replied with a spirited expression on her face.
Marlow's skin blanched, knowing Callie wouldn't want to hear what she had say next.
"Rogue Stockton! He's a well known stuntman here in L.A., but he runs with a rough crew. Biker type guys, I don't think you’re the kinda girl for that, Callie," Marlow warned.
Callie hadn't dated much. And most of the guys she did date were usually the quieter, homebody types. She truly never thought a man like Rogue would even look twice at her. Yet, she wasn't stupid. She knew going out tonight was a risk, but she didn't travel half-way across the country to play it safe.
"Marlow, c'mon . I thought you'd have my back on this. It's one date...what's the worst that can happen?" Callie said, trying to calm her best friend.
A pair of headlights shone through Marlow's living room window. Marlow grimaced hoping Callie wasn't making a mistake.
Callie didn't want to leave on bad terms.
"Don't worry, if anything happens you'll be the first I call, kay?" Callie assured.
Chapter Three
C allie then hurried through her door and caught sight of Rogue leaning against a midnight black motorcycle. He wore his white leather racing jacket, snug jeans and his trademark smile.
"There's my girl..." Rogue growled with a tempting lick of the corner of his mouth. He had this cocky attractive grin that Callie couldn't stand but at the same time couldn't get enough of.
She pointed at his motorcycle gleaming under the moonlight. "We're not actually going to ride that thing, are we?"
Rogue chuckled. "Don't tell me you're afraid of a little speed." He pulled Callie in close to his chest. Immediately, Callie felt every inch of her skin blistering. Rogue's blood ran hot when he inhaled the scent of Callie's curly red
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