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shake his hand. Murmurs of “nice job” and “great” greeted her ears.
He didn’t introduce her, and she was glad.
    As they moved on, she spied a
familiar figure coming their way and her heart stopped. Gunther Quill! He nodded to Jake, mumbling something Grace didn’t
hear because her ears weren’t working. Everything in her body had ceased to
move except for her heart, which was beating twice as fast as before. Gunther
glanced to Jake’s right and spotted her.
    She felt color rush to her cheeks as
he stared briefly at her with glittering eyes and a sly smile on his lips.
Mesmerized at first, Grace eventually broke the spell and turned away. When she
found the courage to look again, Gunther was gone. She breathed a sigh of relief.
    “Hey, I’m sorry, that was Gunther
Quill. I should have introduced you. You could give him your script.”
    “No, really…it’s okay. Tonight is
about you.” Let’s get out of here before
he comes back.
    “Come on. There’s a private party in
Westchester.”
    Bobby was there to pick them up, and
before they could blink, he had maneuvered the car onto the West Side Highway, heading
north. Grace’s mind was reeling. So that
awful picture was Gunther’s. Huh. Thought he was so smart.
    “The producers didn’t think it was so
bad.”
    “You were fine, really,” she said,
her mind elsewhere.
    “Thanks. Damning with faint praise…”
    “You don’t want me to gush, do you?
That’s really not me.”
    “I gathered,” he said, dryly. “The
producers seemed to like it. They said I was good. I guess as long as they like
me, I’ll get more work.”
    “That’s right. As long as the
producers like it,” she repeated, thankful not to have to invent any more lies.
Sympathy crept into her heart, and she inched closer to him. A bump in the road
jostled them so that their fingers came in contact. He looked over at her and
moved his hand to cover hers.
    “You are even more beautiful in the
light from the street lamps.”
    “That’s me. Dim lighting’s always
best.”
    “Don’t put yourself down. That was a
compliment.”
    His words sobered her. Her heart
hurt. After being used and discarded by Gunther, her ego was in pieces. She
considered herself to be the lowest type of woman, to do what she did. Trying
to rid the images of their tryst on his sofa from her brain hadn’t worked. I deserve to be put down, way down.
    He drew her to him. Gazing up at his
eyes that had been staring at her mouth, she knew he’d try to kiss her soon.
Her hand on his shoulder felt his muscles work as he eased himself into her
space. His touch on her waist almost burned her skin. No, no, no! I’m not attracted to this idiot. Back off. She glanced
at his lips, noting how perfect they were.
    She tried pushing away, but his
chest was like a wall of iron. His mouth descended on hers and sparks flew.
Panic set in, and she shoved harder. Obviously, he picked up on her signal because
he backed off.
    “Sorry. Never was good at reading
girls. I thought you wanted me to kiss you. Wrong, again.” He sat back on his
side of the car.
    She blew out a breath and retreated
to her corner. You weren’t wrong, I was
stupid. They remained still, the only sound the hum of the tires on the
road, until arriving at their destination. Bobby opened the door, letting in
cold air. Grace shivered, drawing her cape closer around her .
    “We’ll probably be here for two
hours, Bobby,” Jake said.
    “Brought my ereader .
No worries.”
    The house was huge. The ultra-modern
design had several stories of glass and weathered wood. The front lawn was
terraced into three levels leading up to a large black door. Grace looked
around with appreciation. Wish our
gardener was this good. The grounds were immaculate, including a perfect
stone wall hugging the long, circular driveway. Floor-to-ceiling glass windows
showed a crush of people inside. Strains of rock music met their ears.
    “Wow! This is some place,” Jake
said, his eyes