Pekelo Kahale.

"Aloha my lovelies," the heart-throbbing Pekelo Kahale was one of my favorite action movie actors. Though he wasn't exactly the tallest guy you ever met, he was still devilishly handsome. All the girls who were ogling me just ten seconds ago were now fawning over him. As you well know, stealing attention away from me is not an easy thing to accomplish even for A-list actors. With his heavy sun glasses, caramel skin, dark spiky hair, chin strap beard defining his jawline, six-pack barely obscured by his unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt, and muscular legs coming out of black and white board shorts he looked like a model from the cover of a surfer magazine (which he technically was). Was he really gracing me with his presence? "This is a killer party you have thrown here. So glad you talked me into coming here Ms. Bianchi." He lowered his sunglasses revealing chocolate brown eyes that winked in Sage's direction. She blushed at the celebrity's attention.

Okay, I suddenly liked him a little bit less now.

Pekelo Kahale swaggered over in his yellow flip-flops, his many man-bracelets clacking together as they took both of Sage's hands in his own, causing her to drop her end of the towel. I wasn't even thinking about my state of undress anymore. I just stood there watching the both of them absently holding a pink towel in front of my crotch as they smiled at each other.

"I must say Ms. Bianchi...em...Sage, may I call you Sage?" He asked.

"So long as me and my friend get to call you Pekelo, Mr. Kahale." She smirked.

He laughed in response, "Aha! Of course Sage! And might I say you are looking damn fine in that swimsuit. Which one of us is supposed to be on the cover of a magazine again?"

"If I started modeling Pekelo, you're going to be put out of work."

"Can't argue with you there babe. Can't win against a woman with that kind of confidence."

These two had great chemistry. I really have to ruin that.

"Hi there Mr. Kahale," I elbowed my way between them breaking up their hands. "the name's Rorke, Rorke Blazeman. What a pleasure it is for you to meet me."

Pekelo blinked, "Oh yes! Rorke, you are the whole reason why I'm here. Happy birthday man! Sage has told me that you're my biggest fan." He held out his hand.

I was until a minute ago. "Yes," I shook his hand firmly "loved you in your last action flick, **** Attack, especially when you fell off that cliff."

"Um...yeah? Sure. That was a very powerful scene. Anyway," He looked around me to address Sage. "Sage, there is something I wanted to ask you."