"Night."  Sean waved after Beth, as she climbed dripping from the tub, and certainly did sneak a peek.  He would have been the first to admit that he was no gentleman.  He<em>was</em>, however, a romantic, and did not feel disappointed at all about losing her company.  There was no competition, here, no alpha male pissing contests.  He and Mikkel would, he was sure, share both women equally--and who knows? Perhaps something might even develop between the two men.<br/><br/>He lingered a little bit longer in the tub, simply enjoying the hot water, the cool night air, and the peaceful solitude.  It truly was paradise on earth--he could hear the distant crash of the waves breaking on the beach, and the chirrup and whirr of the island's nocturnal insect life.  No, he didn't blame the others for turning in early at all.  He could stay up here all night, just enjoying the soothing sounds of nature.<br/><br/>Eventually, however, he did have to get out--if only because his skin was going all wrinkly--and he toweled off, finding his clothes and tugging them back on.  He turned the hot tub off, and then made a sweep of the patio to make sure that he didn't leave a mess behind him.  He picked up Beth's wine glass, dropping it off at the kitchen, before finally retiring to his own room.<br/><br/>He made his video diary entry, remarking how beautiful both the girls were, how Katy reminded him of a girl he knew, a close friend--smart, self-confident, and sociable, but secretly yearning  to break out of her shell, to push herself out of control and lose her inhibitions.  Beth, on the other hand, seemed to be the opposite: she seemed to be wrestling with some deep-seated issues, perhaps some personal demons she needed to conquer.  She seemed, for lack of a better word (Sean said in his diary), troubled.  In Sean's view this made her more interesting, more worth getting to know.<br/><br/>And Mike...<br/><br/>"Mike..." he began, then stared off into space for a bit.  "Mike is an enigma.  From his profile, I had created a mental image of someone extremely straight-laced.  Polite, manly, serious.  And then, when I met him, he blew all these misconceptions out of the water.  In some ways, he's like this big, happy kid in the body of...a middle-aged bodybuilder.  Heh.  I don't think I've ever met anyone like him."<br/><br/>He turned off the diary and stared out the window for awhile; then, because he wasn't yet tired, he sat down at the piano and started to play [noembed]Chopin's Nocturne in C Sharp Minor. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnJzXgoMwVM)[/noembed]