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of white teeth, he was so breathtakingly beautiful that she could have cried.
    Just wait till her friends heard about this! They’d think she was lying, because they all knew how much she idolised Larry. But they’d soon know she was telling the truth when they saw the pictures those men had taken at the club last night. It was just a shame that Unreal’s minders had chased them off before she’d had a chance to get her pose exactly right, but at least they should have got a good one of her and Larry kissing, which was fantastic. And any picture was better than no picture, so there would be plenty of opportunities to get into modelling now that the world was going to see how gorgeous she was. And being Larry Logan’s girlfriend wouldn’t hurt her future prospects, either. She could just see the headlines now:
    Larry Logan and mystery lady only had eyes for each other at Bone last night . . .
    Larry and lover at premiere of Ritchie’s latest movie . . .
    Larry and supermodel girlfriend Tania Baxter spotted looking at diamond rings . . .
    Wedding bells for Larry and—
    ‘What the fuck !’ Larry squawked, opening his eyes to find Tania peering glassily down at him. ‘Who the hell are you ?’ Sitting bolt upright, he dragged the quilt up over his stomach to cover his need-a-piss hard-on.
    ‘Morning,’ Tania purred. ‘Sleep well?’
    Jerking away from her, Larry glared at her with suspicion, convinced that she was a whacked-out stalker who’d broken in while he was sleeping. At least she was naked, so she obviously didn’t have a concealed weapon on her. But, knowing his luck, she’d probably have something heavy close at hand – to beat his face to a pulp when he rejected her.
    Tempering his tone now, in case he alarmed her and made her do something stupid, he said, ‘How did you get in here?’
    Giving him a quizzical smile, wondering how he could have forgotten, Tania reminded him that he had invited her back here last night.
    Muttering ‘Did I?’ Larry ran a hand over his aching eyes, damned if he could remember.
    ‘Do you want me to get you anything?’ Tania asked, thinking he looked a bit pale and wanting to make him feel better.
    ‘Coffee,’ he croaked, replacing the phone which had somehow been knocked off its stand and reaching for a cigarette. Lighting up, he lay back against the pillows and peered at her through the swirling smoke screen as she climbed out of bed. She did look vaguely familiar, he supposed. But then, she had tits and a pussy, so she could be literally anybody.
    Stretching languidly, hoping that the sight of her naked body in the sunlight would inflame Larry’s desires and cement her place in his heart, Tania tipped her head to one side and smiled coyly down at him.
    Eyebrows puckering with irritation, Larry said, ‘ What? ’
    Smiling knowingly, she said, ‘You’ve got a hangover, haven’t you? I’m not surprised, with all the champagne you drank last night. You were wrecked enough before we left the studio, so God knows how you managed to—’
    ‘The studio?’Larry repeated. Then, with a flash of recall, he clicked his fingers. ‘You were one of the contestants.’
    ‘The winner ,’ she corrected him, grinning proudly as she reached down for her handbag and pulled out the cheque.
    Nauseated by the rocking motion of the mattress when she jumped back onto the bed to show the slip of paper to him, Larry muttered, ‘Congratulations.’
    ‘I thought they were going to cancel everything when you went off,’ she told him. ‘But Matty Kline stood in for you, so it was all right.’
    ‘Matty Kline?’ Larry’s eyebrows knitted together. ‘What was he doing on my show?’
    ‘That snotty director with the bushy hair brought him on after he sent you off,’ Tania explained, adding loyally, ‘But he’s nowhere near as good as you. No one was laughing at his jokes – not like they were at yours. Especially when you gave me the answer to the Britney Spears