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hated that he could make me crumble so easily.
    “Why were you having a party anyway?”
    “Cuz I can.” he shrugged.
    “Do you know those people in there?”
    “Course I do.”
    He rolled his eyes in a way that made me believe it wasn't exactly the truth.
    “Test a theory for me Curtis. Introduce me to as many people as you know. You have to know their names, you can't introduce them unless you know it. Can you do that?”
    “Sure.”
    He picked up my bag and took my hand, pulling me back into the house. Stopping at the woman he handed my bag back to her.
    “Frankie this is our managers assistant Claire. Claire this is my girlfriend Frankie and that's her bag that needs to go back to my room. Don't touch any fucking thing.”
    She rolled her eyes and stormed off.
    “Why is she here?”
    Curtis shrugged. “Think she's hoping to land one of us. Now that you're around she's down to four. Worse yet, none of us like her. That attitude is constant.”
    He pulled my hand further into the entry, stopping at a middle aged man and a seemingly similarly aged woman. It was so hard to tell in the age of plastic surgery.
    “Frankie this is our manager Jerry and his wife Eleanor. El, Jerry this is Frankie my girlfriend.”
    The man smiled brightly at me and held out his hand. Dutifully, I shook it. Eleanor hugged me hard.
    “Lovely to meet you Frankie. Good to see Curtis with someone level headed.”
    Level headed? Was that a reference to the fact that I don't take his shit and don't care about the fame or wealth? Maybe.
    “Uh, thanks. Nice to meet you too.”
    “Jerry, Claire is out of line again. We've had this talk before, haven't we?”
    He nodded with a pained sigh. “I know, strike three.”
    Curtis nodded and tugged my hand, carrying onto the next grouping of people. Over and over again, person after person Curtis dragged me around the room and introduced me to everyone. There had to be at least two hundred people here and yet he knew them all. Sure there were a few famous faces that he could have cheated on but he actually held conversations with them that were on a personal level.
    I wasn't watching the time but I am pretty sure that it took at least two hours to get through every single person. He even knew the names of all of the groupies which I found crazy. When he was done and had proved me so very wrong, he took me to a section of the house that was quiet. No one around, just the two of us. Somewhere deep in the house a clock struck twelve, booming it's deep chimes.
    “What now Cinderella? Going to run home in your pumpkin carriage or are you going to stay with the dashing prince and fuck him into the wee hours of the morning?”
    “You proving that you know everyone doesn't change the fact that you abandoned me for other women.”
    “I wasn't going to Frankie, I swear it.”
    “Then why walk out with them like that? Don't you see how much that hurts? I barely know you yet it's killing me and that's not fair.”
    He turned his head away, anguish filling him.
    “Come on, you dragged me into this world at least do the right thing by me.”
    Gently I pulled him back to me, hoping that the moment might break whatever it is that has him so wound up. His body was tense, rigid lines of muscles bulged through the shirt.
    “Jealousy.” he shrugged as he whispered the word. “Make you want me.”
    “Well that's just crazy Curtis, I do want you and making me jealous didn't help, did it?”
    He shook his head, letting out a long, pained sigh.
    “What happened Curtis, what did I do?”
    “Got angry and tried to walk.”
    “Going to do it again?”
    “Nope.” he firmly shook his head.
    “Good. Now why don't you show me where my bag is?”

Chapter Five
     
    A sly wolfish grin crossed his face, Curtis then picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. From my upside down view of his house, I saw us pass through a corridor and up a set of stairs. He set me to my feet, the world span a little which considering I'd