Diane nodded her head politely as she listened to Marie talk. She was glad she was no longer the subject of the conversation. Diane wondered what Marie was thinking of to make her sigh and murmur softly. Before she had a chance to speak, the door opened up.<br/><br/>"Martin, Diane, I- What the fuck happened your face?!"<br/><br/>Rich yelled and Diane swallowed hard. She hadn't been ready for Rich to see her. Honestly, she didn't think she'd ever be ready for him to see her face. She and Martin had ruined the perfect little image he was building.<br/><br/>Diane was speechless and Rich was pissed. He had a such a fun time with the Italian Lady. He had no idea how she truly felt about him. He thought she was head over heels for him. She made him feel like a king, a feeling that Rich loved. He had drank one last drink with the beautiful living goddess and gave her a kiss goodbye. Promising to give her a ring again before the trip was over and agreeing they would have to have another fun time.<br/><br/>Rich whistled as he told her goodbye. He figured he had his fun and now it was time to get back to work. More pictures would be needed, he planned to have the newspapers outbidding each other for the exclusive pictures of Martin's honeymoon. He didn't even bother knocking on the Hayes' door. After all, Rich felt he was too important to knock. Plus, it wasn't like he'd interrupt Martin and Diane doing anything intimate. They would never be that type of couple.<br/><br/>Any thoughts of where to go tomorrow for more pictures were gone when he saw Diane's face.<br/><br/>"I....ummmm...."<br/><br/>Diane replied, instinctively covering her face with her hand. Rich then saw Marie and got even more mad. Why the hell was that old lady there?! No one could see Diane like this!<br/><br/>"Get out."<br/><br/>Rich told Marie angrily. He had questions to ask and Diane was going to answer them. Without the old lady in here.<br/><br/>------------------<br/><br/>Being with Pierre had been fun. If it only it had lasted...Martin hated himself. He was the envy of many people. Handsome, successful, he seemed to have it all. But the truth was...He wanted to be normal. How he felt about other men, it wasn't normal. At least, he didn't think it was. He'd never be comfortable with this part of his personality. Any time he gave into his needs, he felt disgusted with himself.<br/><br/>Martin shook his head at Pierre. Fighting back the urge to sigh when Pierre touched him again.<br/><br/>"No, it's not that...I just...I need to get going."<br/><br/>He needed to get back to Diane and figure out what the hell they were going to tell Rich about her face. Surely, by now, she'd realize they both had overreacted. Martin stood up and got dressed.<br/><br/>------------------<br/><br/>Paul hadn't meant to embarrass Colette, he was just surprised she was here. He could tell something was bothering her. He hadn't known her long, but he was good at reading people. Well, at least, he used to think he was good at that. Martin was making him second guess himself now.<br/><br/>~"I....I'm fine but..."~<br/><br/>He needed to tell someone, he thought. He couldn't keep this all to himself.<br/><br/>~"Come in."~<br/><br/>Paul told her, inviting her into his room. He walked over and grabbed the note.<br/><br/>~"You're right, Something is off. I got this note earlier today."~<br/><br/>He showed Colette the note that said he could not leave the hotel or his secret would come out.