Diane frowned when she heard a knock at the door. She wondered who it could be. Probably not Shane, he was most likely still with the police. And Rich wouldn't be bothering her. He told her and Martin that he was going to be 'celebrating'. Obviously it couldn't be Martin. He had his own key to the room and she hoped he was going to be away for most of the night. Doing whatever the hell he wanted. Who else did that leave? Maybe Paul? He had seemed worried about her. Diane was sure that Paul had heard what happened between Shane and Martin in the café. Actually she was sure that whole scene was the talk of the hotel.<br/><br/>Anticipating that it was her husband's former bodyguard at the door, Diane was surprised when she opened her door and saw Marie. Diane did remember her, she had been the one who had brought her food. The Frenchwoman also could speak very good English. She had seen Diane's face and Rich had toyed with the idea of killing her just so she couldn't tell anyone else. The older woman didn't seem to be here on hotel business. Which made Diane wonder why she was here.<br/><br/>"Yes?"<br/><br/>Diane asked her, wondering why Marie was here.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------<br/><br/>If Rich knew exactly what the Italian Lady thought of him, he'd be torn between two options for her. One would be to choke her for thinking him such a fool. The other would be to offer her a contract since she was such a good actress. But he knew nothing of it and was sure she thought she was very blessed to get the pleasure of his company.<br/><br/>"That is true but you are good Queen who knows how to please her king."<br/><br/>Rich said with a grin and laid back on the bed. When she asked what he wanted, he said with a grin.<br/><br/>"I want you to kiss me all over for starters."<br/><br/>-----------------------------------<br/><br/>Martin had no idea that Pierre had other motives with him tonight. Although, given the day he had, he wouldn't have picked up on it anyway. Right now, all the actor cared about was feeling good and Pierre was very attractive man. He would provide a perfect distraction to all his other problems.<br/><br/>"It's okay."<br/><br/>Martin whispered back when the phone rang. Although he did curse it in his mind, after all, it was ruining their fun. He hoped it wasn't too important and that he'd have to leave. Martin really didn't want to go back to his wife right now. When Pierre returned and said it was the wrong number, Martin grinned.<br/><br/>"Good, because I do want you."<br/><br/>He truly did and he was glad that their night wasn't going to be ruined. He leaned back on the bed and nodded his head.<br/><br/>"Yes."<br/><br/>Martin told Pierre, he'd let him do just about anything he wanted to him.