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    Ronnie grips my face and turns me to face her again. “This is exactly why he needs someone like you in his corner. You know the guy has gone to all of two parties in the last year? One was a charity event for the children’s hospital. He probably doesn’t even have a clue who she is.”
    I shake my head. “So what exactly am I supposed to do?”
    “Whatever it is you agents do. Just get in there and send trouble away. The last thing a guy like Ray needs is that kind of attention.” She hugs herself, her eyes narrowing as she scrutinizes the scene behind me. “I don’t know what Joe sees in her. Every party. Every time. He really needs to move on. Just go get the poor kid out of there before he becomes Marx’s next headline.” She gives me another little shove and before I know it, I’m headed in their direction taking my glass of red for the road.

    This isn’t exactly what I had in mind. I’ll admit I imagined a dark corner and doing what Ronnie said, making him comfortable, getting him happy enough to agree to sign the papers. But this is more like being tossed into the lion’s den.  
    Dina Prince is notorious in the gossip circuit: flirty, catty, full of trouble and plastered on the front of pretty much every smut feature on a regular basis. She’s prime rib for guys like Marx. He always says a story about her could pay his rent for a year.
    And there’s definitely a story whenever this girl’s around. Despite the fact she’s been dating Justice since before he was even a blip on the megastar radar, in the last year Dina’s been caught on camera nearly every week with one guy or another. Sometimes two. Drama always ensues in the form of Justice trying to kick said guy’s ass. Considering he’s a former Heavy Weight Champion, it’s not like he hasn’t succeeded on a few occasions either. Not that I’m worried Ray couldn’t take him, but like Ronnie says he really doesn’t need that kind of attention right now. Maybe I can’t prove myself as an agent, but I might be valuable as his publicist for one night. And he just might owe me.  
    His eyes are on me as I approach. Everyone in the little group is staring at me and for a split second I consider running in the opposite direction. Instead, I take another gulp of wine and do my best to catwalk my way over.  
    Dina’s eyes immediately narrow once we’re nearly face-to-face. “Can I help you?” Her gaze drifts across the length of my body and a small smirk plays on her lips. “You do know this is the VIP section, right? And that this party was invite only? Hence the dress code.”
    “I was invited. And I was told the dress code was optional,” I say, glancing over at Ray.
    I don’t have to look far. Dina’s hands are all over him. One on his arm the other on his shoulder, her fingers brushing across his neck.  
    “I mean by someone other than the help.”
    “Oh you mean, Ronnie?” I stab my thumb over my shoulder. “She’s my cousin’s best friend and, if I’m not mistaken, a long time buddy of your boyfriend. You do have a boyfriend, don’t you?” I stare pointedly at the hand on Ray’s shoulder, smiling when her straying fingers freeze. “Is Justice here yet?”
    “Do I even know you?” Dina asks, her hands find her hips as she leans in closer to me.
    I twist my mouth to the side and glance upwards. “I don’t think so. But I’ve heard all about you.”
    She snickers and curls her fingers around the back of Ray’s neck. His gaze is dancing between the two of us and in that moment I know Ronnie’s right. He doesn’t have a clue what’s going on.
    “Oh, shit,” someone mutters behind me. “Incoming.”
    It’s like watching a morbid truth unravel before your eyes. The way she glances over my shoulder. How her hands continue to roam over Ray’s body. The smile behind her eyes and the sneer her mouth and nose form.
    Ray frowns and I follow Dina’s gaze toward the blue-eyed, muscle-head, rapper flouncing toward