Free Deadly Sins: An MC Biker Romance by Laura Day Page B

head to come into her door, and decided to add another can of tomato sauce to the pot.
     
    Butch looked at her, and smiled broadly. "Hey, you are the scorpion-kick girl!" His voice was like tectonic plate movements. "Can I have your autograph? Is it alright, Roman?"
     
    "Up to her, Butch," Roman said.
     
    "Sure, Butch. Would you like some spaghetti?" she asked.
     
    "Yes ma'am. That would be very nice." Butch said very politely, his voice vibrating her bones.
     
    She served the men at her table, and felt like a little home maker. Except for the unconscious man on her floor, and the mammoth sized Butch, it was all very normal, and kind of nice.
     
    Afterward, Butch picked up Lex, using one hand, and carried him out of her house. "It was very nice meeting you, Ms. Turner. I'm a big fan. I can't wait to see your movie."
     
    "Thank you Butch. Why don't you call Roman, and I'll get you opening-night tickets. You, and your two friends."
     
    He looked at Roman. "Is that alright?"
     
    "Sure, you have my number. Call me when you are back in town."
     
    "Oh, that is so nice. Thank you. And don't worry about this man. We'll take care of him. He won't bother you, again Ms. Turner."
     
    They left, and she turned to Roman. "Um, they aren't going to kill him, are they?"
     
    "No, he's a prospect. Brent will strip his patch, beat him for a while, and then tell him to get out of San Diego, and Los Angeles. However, if he doesn't, well...that's a different issue."
     
    "Oh. Ok. I want him hurt, but...killing is a bit much for the crime, isn't it?"
     
    "I agree."
     
    "Good. How was the spaghetti?"
     
    "You definitely have talent in the kitchen," he admitted. "Now, show me what you did to Lex. That sounded amazing. Really. I think we'll want to use that for the third Julie fight."
     
    She shook her head, "Tomorrow, on the set, I'll show you. This is my home, our home. No work here."
     
    He nodded, "Sounds like a wise rule. I stand corrected."
     
    "Thank you."
     
    "So, a ride to the beach?" he asked.
     
    "Oh, yes please," she smiled.
     
     
     
       *   *   *  
     
    The next day, Roman, three stunt men, and Mike, had her do her attack, which landed Lex on her living-room floor. Mike was ecstatic, but he had a habit of being ecstatic lately.
     
    The stunt men worked out how to get through the attack without getting hurt by her. Roman talked to Mike about camera angles, and sequencing of the cuts, so the full effect of the attack would show up on the screen. She discovered that they were right, Roman really had a gift for getting the most out of a shot.
     
    "Can you imagine actually getting hit like that?" asked George, one the stunt men, Hank.
     
    "Shit no," Hank smiled. "I don't want to imagine it either. There's no way you could walk away from that, if she pulled the whole thing on you. You have that split moment, between the scorpion, and the knee, to get out of it, but if the knee connects, you are fucked."
     
    "If Mike sends this out, it's going viral again." George predicted.
     
    Mike was too excited, and so he pushed the scene they were going to work on, to this one. The crews reset for her attack against one of the rival club members, who catches her outside the club, with the intent of raping her.
     
    It took five cuts to get the sequence right for Mike, but once he had it, he did a little happy dance, and ran with the video to the cutting room to splice together a viewing for the producer.
     
    "Welcome back to YouTube Laura," George smiled.
     
    "Thanks George. It's been so long since I was here Where are the bathrooms again?"
     
    George chuckled, "You know your first vid hit a million the other day."
     
    "You're shitting me!"
     
    "Nope."
     
    "That's amazing! I don't think I've ever had a million anything."
     
    "That's going to change, on your next action movie," George said wisely. "You're going to get some serious cash for that one."
     
    Laura suddenly realized he was right. In the next one, she was