his eyes, Tania scooped her dress up off the floor and pulled it over her head. It was badly creased, but that hardly seemed to matter in light of how disastrous this date was turning out to be. Slipping her panties on when Larry turned his back on her and marched across to the window, a surge of anger reared up through the emotional pain. All she’d ever wanted was to be with him, but he was being so nasty that she wasn’t sure she wanted to see him again – not until he apologised, anyway. He might get away with treating his other women like this, but not her. There was no way she was going to roll over and let him walk all over her just because he was a star.
Hands on hips when she was dressed, Tania faced Larry’s rigid back and said, ‘Look, I’m sorry you’re so upset about having your picture taken with me, but I don’t see the problem. And I certainly don’t deserve to be shouted at for it.’
‘I thought you’d have been used to being shouted at,’ Larry retorted coldly. ‘You must get it all the time off your parents and teachers.’ Turning to face her now, he folded his arms. ‘Isn’t that what adults do to naughty children?’
Cheeks flaming, Tania raised her chin. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’
‘Come off it!’ Larry snorted. ‘Did you really think you’d get away with it? I know every thing, you stupid little girl. Everybody knows.’
‘Everybody knows what?’ she demanded, trying to front it out, sure that whatever he thought he knew, she could still talk her way out of it.
‘That you’re sixteen ,’ Larry told her slowly, making sure that she heard it loud and clear. ‘That your real name is Tania, and that you lied your way onto my show by pretending to be your sister Cindy – who is in Majorca as we speak. That enough for you?’
The tears came now; a slow trickle which quickly became a torrent.‘I’m sorry,’Tania wailed, looking at him with pleading eyes.‘But does it really matter? I’m old enough to sleep with anyone I want to, so nobody can stop us if we want to be together.’
‘Are you mad ?’ Larry gasped incredulously. ‘Do you really think I’d want anything to do with you after this?’ Laughing without humour now, he shook his head. ‘Christ, I didn’t even know who you were when I woke up – that’s how forgettable you are.’
‘Larry, please . . .’ Tania begged, the burst of righteous indignation gone now as she took a step towards him. ‘I know I could make you happy. Just let me show you.’
‘Stay right there,’ he ordered, amazed that she seemed to think she could make everything all right by getting him back into bed. The very thought that they had already done any thing sickened him to his stomach, and he was just thankful that he couldn’t remember a single thing about it. But whatever had happened, it most definitely would not be happening again.
‘Please don’t be like this,’ Tania persisted tearfully. ‘I didn’t do anything wrong. I know I lied about my age to get on the show, but I had to – to meet you . The first time I ever saw you I knew we were meant to be together. And you like me too, so I wasn’t wrong, was I?’
Shaking his head with disbelief, Larry said, ‘Have you any idea how childish you sound? You’re like a twelve-year-old with a crush on a pop star.’
‘I’m old enough for sex,’ Tania reminded him desperately. ‘And I’m not at school any more, so my mum and dad can’t tell me what to do. We could even get married if we wanted to, and nobody could stop us.’
‘Behave yourself!’ Larry snapped, feeling more nauseous by the second. This had to stop – now. It was sick, and he could understand why the public would have a problem with it. If he heard about a man of his age sleeping with a sixteen-year-old, he’d call him all the perverts under the sun – even if the girl looked older, like this one did.
Sidestepping her now, he snatched up her handbag and thrust it