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you think it means something happened between us?” Sherrie covered her
mouth to suppress a gasp. Had she really
just heard him deny that they’d spent the night together?
    Diana persisted. “Someone saw her getting into your limo,
Ty. Gossip is all over the studio.”
    “So I gave her a lift home. Big deal. Why do you care?”
    “I don’t, not really.” Sherrie would bet everything she possessed
that nobody but Diana cared who Ty left the party with. “Except to say that you
are taking your charitable efforts a little too far.”
    “You’re a real piece of work, lady. What the hell do you
mean by that?”
    “Oh, you know, singling her out and making her feel special.
Quite brought a tear to my eye.”
    “Look—”
    Whatever Ty had been about to say was lost in the clatter as
Sherrie accidentally knocked over a trolley. She thought about picking up the
scattered contents, but chose instead to watch them roll across the floor, rather
than drag her gaze upwards when the door opened wider.
    “Sherrie?” Ty reached for her but she side-stepped.
    “Oh, how funny.” Diana laughed, her eyes glinting with
delight. “You know what they say, Sherrie. Those who listen behind closed doors
never hear good of themselves.”
    Ty turned towards his dance partner, threatening her with a
sharp gaze. “Shut up.”
    Diana raised her hands in mock surrender, taking a few steps
back but remained close by. God forbid she miss a moment of the misery she’d
unleashed, Sherrie thought.
    “How much did you hear?” Ty eyed Sherrie warily. At least he
didn’t try to pretend they hadn’t been discussing her.
    “Enough.” Sherrie stepped over the mess she’d created,
passing him in the doorway, shrugging off the hand he put on her shoulder.
    “Look,” Ty protested, preventing Sherrie’s departure. “It’s
not what you think.”
    “It never is,” Diana purred, obviously thrilled to have
front row seats to the drama playing out before her. Her beautiful blue eyes
glistened with ugly spite.
    “No, she’s right.” Sherrie’s words stopped Ty when he turned
to say something to Diana as she leaned against the wall, smiling like the cat
that got the cream. “Things are never as they seem.”
    Ty didn’t attempt to correct her. Sherrie walked away,
biting her lip to stop the tears from falling until she put some distance
between her and the reason for her humiliation. The limp she usually didn’t
notice seemed to mock her as she tried to leave with some of her dignity
intact.
    Charitable efforts? Why the fuck hadn’t he
defended her?
    Sherrie found no answers to the questions circling in her
brain, although the drive home gave her the respite she needed. She doubted her
disability was the reason he’d refused to admit to spending the night with her.
Years of navigating sexual relationships had made her very sensitive to other
people’s reactions. But whatever the hell the reason was for his behavior,
Sherrie couldn’t escape the fact that he’d stood by and allowed Diana to insult
her. In her eyes, a real man protected those he cared about. Either he didn’t
care about her, or he wasn’t the gentleman she thought he was.
    By the time Sherrie crawled into bed that night, she thought
she’d figured out what went down. It seemed obvious now. Diana was jealous,
that much was clear. Her reaction implied a relationship between them that went
beyond the professional one Ty claimed they shared—a relationship that
obviously wasn’t over.
    Why else would Ty refuse to admit what really happened?
    * * * *
    Sherrie’s plan to forget Ty and his messy relationship with
Diana went up in smoke first thing the next morning. Diverted to the office by
a phone call, instead of the location shoot she’d been booked for, Sherrie
groaned loud enough for others to hear when she rushed into the Studio’s
reception area and found Ty and Diana waiting there.
    “Sherrie.” Ty smiled in surprise but his expression clouded
over when she