Caleb As a photographer, I appreciate contrasts. The stiff, snobby brat on the flight from New York turns out to be a scared, vulnerable woman who warms my heart. The icy cold soda she dumps in my lap leads to the hottest sex of my life in an LA dressing room. When I watch her walk away, I feel something I've never felt before. A twinge of regret that I'll never see her again. Except we do meet again. And she's driving...