"And she can have it," Fred said to her. "Because she's a thousand times prettier than you."

The smile vanished from the woman's face. My legs nearly gave out. Fred Hunt—the guitarist of 4 Nipes, one of the most desired men alive—was saying I was beautiful?

"Is she right?" Fred asked me directly, tightening his grip just slightly on my wrist. "You want exclusivity? Fine... I'll send the 'no-name' here away"—he glanced at my badge to read my name—"and it'll just be you and me, Manuela ...