Good Guys Series

Angel - I know what you're whispering in the car as you pass me by. Hitchhiker. When you see me walking along the side of the road with my thumb out, you'll probably keep driving without giving me a second glance. You probably think I'm foolish. Naïve. You might assume I've made some bad decisions. You might think I'm too young to be on my own. You might be right. Travis - I love my job, but driving an 18-wheeler comes with a certain stereotype. When you hear I'm a trucker, a specific image might come to mind. Uneducated. Dirty. Perverted.

Technically, I'm not a stripper. As a cage dancer, I don't take all my clothes off, and no one gets to touch me. I'm just the eye candy. And I can feel their eyes on me. I know they're watching, but I don't do this for them. This is my time. My life may not have turned out the way I thought it would, but I'm not complaining. From 9 p.m. to 1 a.m. several days a week, I get paid to feel sexy, to feel desired, to do what I love. I always knew I wanted to be a dancer - I just didn't realize I'd be doing it in a cage.

MACKENNA - I have everything I need to live out my dream of being a reclusive songwriter - my guitar, my notebook, and blissful silence. At least, I did until Jimmy moved in next door. He's got bad news written all over him. And last time I got with a bad boy, it ended with me pointing a gun and pulling the trigger. Talk about going out with a bang. Jimmy makes me want things I shouldn't want, which means I have two options: avoid him or piss him off. But no matter what I do he isn't fazed, and I'm quickly realizing there's more to Jimmy than I originally thought.