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help with the smear on your political career, but it gives you some room to work things out with Courtney.”
    “How many times do I have to tell you I don’t want to work things out?”
    Juliette winced at the horrifying thought of Ty confessing everything to Courtney. What if he broke up with her? Juliette would never be able to regain her trust.
    Juliette punched him hard in the shoulder.
    “Oww. What the hell?” He pulled away from her. His eyes were flaming with anger.
    She raised a hand again but didn’t strike.
    “You listen to me, Tyler Chase. You are going to go upstairs and apologize to your girlfriend. Do whatever you have to do to make it up to her. I’ve given you an in, but you have to pull the trigger.” Juliette stepped closer. “I don’t want to hear any more nonsense about breaking up with her. Because even if you do, this thing between us,” she pointed at Ty and then herself, “it is never going to happen.”
    “Whatever it takes?”
    “ Whatever it takes .”

Chapter 17: The Mystery Date
    Twenty-four hours passed without hide nor hair from Courtney and Ty. Juliette was on edge. Ty hadn’t called her, which she had explicitly demanded he do in order to update her on what had happened.
    Then this afternoon her cell phone pinged. It was a text from Courtney.
    Sorry about yesterday. Hope to see you at the fundraiser tonight. Black tie only!

    Yikes. In the mess of everything she had forgotten about the black and white charity ball at the Kennedy Center. And she didn’t even have a dress. She had meant to get one the day before but with all the commotion the shopping had quietly fallen off her list. Now she stared at the text message wondering if Courtney was serious. Was this a sign that Courtney and Ty had made up? Had she really bought the story about the low blood sugar?
    Juliette paced the living room, back and forth, at least ten times before tossing the phone on the couch where she could no longer see it. She didn’t have time to question Courtney’s intentions. Her job was to make nice with the girl and right now she was failing miserably. Juliette would take any white flag peace offering she could get, in hopes that she could get this job back on track.
    There was a knock at the door. Juliette set the phone on the counter. She wasn’t expecting company. Hell, it was one o’clock in the afternoon and she hadn’t even showered and dressed yet. She ran a hand through her chestnut hair in a desperate attempt to smooth down the tangles.
    This time she checked the peephole before opening the door. Only no one was there. At least not that she could see.
    Maybe it was a prank? Or it could have been someone at her neighbor’s door. Though she hadn’t heard anyone greet any guests and welcome them in.
    Juliette lifted the chain lock and cracked open the door so that she could take a peek. Yep. The hall was definitely deserted. She started to close the door again when she spotted a black and white box on her doorstep with a lavish silver bow.
    Juliette knelt down and picked up the box. There was no card or note to tell her who it was from. The box itself was light, and when she shook it she could hear the soft rustle of the contents inside.
    Juliette stepped back into her apartment, closing and locking the door behind her. She headed over to her dining room table. Carefully she untied the ribbon, split open the tape holding the lid in place, and lifted the top up to reveal a swath of red and white tissue paper. Beneath the first layer of paper was a shimmering black fabric.
    She lifted the thin straps of a gown, revealing the most stunningly simple and yet gorgeous couture dress she had ever seen. The fabric was thin and smooth with a metallic sheen that would cling nicely to the curves of her body. The bodice had a plunging neckline that dipped to a few inches above the waist and was secured with a large antique diamond brooch. The item of jewelry alone was worth more than fifty thousand