“When do the meet-and-greets begin?” I questioned Xavier. He looked at his watch and then at the door behind me, which had just opened. “Now.” I was glad that I wasn’t still holding Rich’s hand. I didn’t want the first impression Bound’s fans had of me to be that I screwed my way to the top. Everyone knew that assumptions spread rumors, and facts were optional. I happened to have fucked, sucked, and made out with each member of Bound.
