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Prologue

"Oww! Let me go. You're hurting me Zoltan." I yelled as he grabbed my right wrist tightly in his left and spun me round to face him.

"I thought I told you to be out of here before I got home from work. What are you still doing here?" My boyfriend at the time hissed with his face just inches from my own.

"Why are being like this? I don't know what I've done wrong. Please just....."

"You don't know what you've done wrong! Don't make me laugh." Zoltan huffed loudly as he glared at me. "You know exactly what you've done wrong Gabby. I saw the two of you together yesterday. Don't even try to deny there's nothing going on between the two of you."

My wrist remained gripped in his powerful hand as I stood and tried to think what had happened the day before and what Zoltan could have seen. Then I remembered how I'd been loaded down with our food shopping, that I'd bumped into the man who lived in the apartment below ours and that he'd offered to help with the bags. He'd taken the heaviest bag and walked beside me but remained silent all the way back to the small block we both called home.

"If you mean the guy downstairs, he only helped me carry the shopping. That's all." I shook my head at Zoltan. "Nothing happened between us."

"Don't give me that. I could see how the two of you smiled at each other as you walked. Just get your stuff packed and get out." He snapped as he threw my arm from his grip.

So that was his reason. Zoltan's stupid jealous streak had reared its ugly head again.

For four years I'd put up with it. I wasn't allowed to watch a tv programme if he was home and there was a good looking man it, he'd cut me of completely from all my male friends. Anytime my brother called, he either told him I was asleep, in the bath or out. Always a lie and a quick slap around the face if I dared to challenge him. He'd even turned up at the studio where I worked when he had days off to make sure I didn't flirt with any males I worked with.

He'd told me to leave numerous times before, but I never did. Shy and retiring as I was back then I spent the night on the couch to allow him to calm down and in the days following I eventually managed to make him see that it was him that I loved. We patched up our relationship and carried on as normal. Well normal for us anyway.

There was something different about our fight that last time. The look in Zoltan's eyes told me that there would no making up on this occasion so I headed for our bedroom and pulled a dust covered suitcase from under the bed and started packing what few clothes I possessed. I'd almost finished when I looked at my wrist and saw the bruising that was already beginning to bloom there and thought myself lucky that I didn't have a matching split lip for once.

I checked the wardrobes to make sure I'd left nothing then grabbed the handle of the wheeled suitcase and started to make my way through the apartment to the door.

"Aren't you forgetting something." Zoltan snapped as he held the door open and nodded towards my equipment.

I glanced at him quickly then picked the bag up and threw the long strap over my head so that it sat comfortably on my left shoulder.

"Come on hurry up!" Zoltan yelled as I reached for the large portfolio folder.

I crossed the threshold and heard the door slam behind and me then stood there for a few moments while I tried to think what I should do, where would I go. I didn't know anyone well enough to ask them to put me up for a while. As I pulled my mobile from my pocket I heard the sound of laughter coming from within the apartment I'd just been thrown out of. I could hear Zoltan speaking to someone he referred to as Justine and he laughed loudly as he told her that I'd finally gone, that she should come over.

Angry and upset I headed for the lift that would take me two floors down and called a taxi while I waited. The lift seemed to take forever to arrive, but once it did, I thanked God that it was empty as I entered and pushed the appropriate botton. Within seconds I was heading out the main door into pouring rain.

I saw the man Zoltan had been so jealous of running up the road trying to avoid getting a soaking. He stopped as soon as he saw me and gave me a gentle smile as he raised his face to meet mine.

"Oh hi." He said quietly. "Erm....I heard the two of you arguing last night is everything........." He stopped speaking as he spotted the suitcase and the rest of my luggage.

I pulled the sleeve of my jumper over the bruises as I shook my head.

"No everything is not all right. He threw me out." I sniffed.

"Where are you going to go?" The newest tenant of the block answered as my taxi pulled up and he helped me load my stuff.

"The only place I can go." I nodded as I climbed into the back seat of the car. "Home. I'm going back to where I came from. Goodbye and good luck with the singing career you have a wonderful voice." I informed as I pulled the door closed then gave my driver my destination while I fastened the seatbelt.

I don't know what made me do it, but I turned in my seat to take one last look back down the road and I saw him standing on the pavement, getting wetter and wetter as I was driven away. I don't know how long he stood there for. The only thing I remember is that he hadn't moved one inch as the car turned right to head for the airport.

From that day to this I haven't seen the shy, quiet, gently smiling man whose name I somehow never managed ask for.

At least I don't think I have.

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OK JJ you got me you know being a Uber I am hooked So more of our Swiss Bliss Please.....


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Chapter 1

"Ebony please stop shaking, I can't do this right if you're going shake that badly." I request of my assistant as she stands a few feet in front of me looking like some love struck puppy as she stares loving at the celebrity whose image I'm trying to capture.

"Huh? Sorry Gabby, but well you know." Ebony shrugs and blushes bright as her favourite actor flashes his world famous smile.

"Sorry Brad." I laugh and shake my head.

"Maybe we should take a coffee break to let Ebony calm down a little." Brad suggests through his laughter.

"I think Ebony has enough caffeine in her system to last her a lifetime at the moment, but ok we'll take a break." I giggle in response while my head nods in agreement.

Ebony should be used this work by now, but I suppose having someone you've erm......lusted over......for so long just feet away from you would make you quiver like a jelly. I've been photographing the rich and famous of this world for so many years now, that it doesn't seem to bother me.

No I'm not a papperazzi. I'm a professional photographer. You know the sort I mean. I take the photographs when a celebrity has agreed to give an interview to a magazine, when they've got married or had a baby. Stuff like that.

Over the past four years I've become a minor celebrity myself, amongst the social elite that is. My skills are in great demand all over the world. I've been so busy I've travelled the globe at least three times. Something Zoltan would never have permitted me to do.

Looking back now, I'm glad Zoltan kicked me out of that apartment. He did me the biggest favour.

Huh?

Oh you want to know what happened after the taxi ride.

Ok. I'll telll you.

I suppose I should think myself lucky that Zoltan didn't try to control my money, otherwise it would have taken me forever to get home. I was quite lucky to have a mobile I should imagine. Some women don't even have that. Don't get me wrong he always snatched the damn thing off me before he would allow me to read a text message or answer a call. I never dared to give my number to a man back then. That's not the case now though, I have lots of male contacts stored in my latest model.

Anyway on with the story.

Four hours I spent in that airport waiting for my flight. Four hours watching all manner of people come and go. Families, businessmen and the one celebrity who caused quite a stampede when she arrived. There seemed to be fans everywhere as she made her way through the arrivals gate and out through the main entrance. I can't remember who she was. She seemed to drop off the face of the planet not long after that, some sort of scandal caused a huge decline in her career if I remember right.

Eventually I found myself in my seat and it seemed to take no time at all for us to land at Heathrow airport where I found my sister, Della, waiting for me. Of course she demanded to know everything once we'd found our way to her beat up Ford Escort. Knowing that she'd be like a dog with a bone until she got what she wanted to know out of me, I told her everything I'd been through with Zoltan. Her blue eyes blazed with fury when she saw the bruises on my wrist and she wanted to send her boyfriend over to Amsterdam to erm......'give Zoltan a bloody good kicking'.....was how she put it. I considered letting her for a moment or two before I shook my head and told her not to bother. Violence never solves anything in my opinion.

Once back at the house our parents had left the two of us when they died, she told her boyfriend why I'd come back and he was halfway out the front door before Della managed to stop him. He's such a kind and gentle man is Simeon, that it's sometimes hard for me to believe he's fifth dan in Karate. He even took the time to teach me a few moves just so that I can defend myself. Sometimes I even get to thinking that I would love to see the look on Zoltan's face if he tried to hit me now, but only sometimes.

My boss at the studio was a little pissed at me for leaving the way I did but once I'd explained everything he said he understood and wished me luck in the future.

It turned out that coming home to England was the best move I could have made. Della worked for the editor of a new magazine and it just so happened they were looking for a photographer. I was granted an interview just days after my return and, once she'd seen my portfolio, I was offered the job on the spot. Of course I took the job and few days later I found myself quietly photographing some minor celebrity while she gave an interview. I showed her my work on the camera's screen afterwards and blushed bright red when she told me that they were the best photographs she'd ever seen of herself. She even promised to tell everyone she knew how good my work was. She did too and after that there was hardly a day I didn't have work after that. I became that busy it would probably make your head spin if I told you how many countries I visited and how quickly I went from country, to country, to country. Let's put it this way, I visited almost every country in Europe in six days and it's been like that ever since.

I love all the travelling, but sometimes wish I could stay a little longer. Two or three hours is never enough to see what a country has to offer or to find out how friendly its people are. Certain countries have special place in my heart and I really must arrange some 'me time' to spend in the Swiss Alps I think or even New York.

Yeah like that can happen at the moment. What am I thinking?

Oh I do get free time. I've made it a point that I don't work on Fridays. I'll travel, but I won't photograph anyone or anything unless it’s for my own pleasure.

Huh?

Oh my confidence seems to improved.

I think that's partly to do with what Simeon taught me and being around my vivacious sister again. She's always been the same, forward and outgoing in Della. Some people have even said she's opinionated. I don't think so. She doesn't beat about the bush, just comes out and tells you exactly what she thinks.

You know I really wasn't that shy when I met Zoltan, it was me that flirted with him and started our relationship in the first place. It's a long story and one I would sooner forget. No, he just made me that shy with the violence. I'm virtually back to how I was when I met him.

Please excuse me while I answer my mobile.

Sorry about that. Another request for my services in two week’s time. Lucky I had those three days free.

Where am I going and who am photographing this time?

I'm off to the south of France to work with some group called Il Divo. Whoever they are.

Now I really must return my attention to the gorgeous Mr Pitt. Speak to you later.

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She is Off to work takking pictures of Il Divo ???

How soon before she knows that it is Urs she was with that night outside of his place when she left.


Can't wait for the meeting.



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Chapter 2

Oh you're back. I'll be with you in one minute. Just got to check I've packed everything.

Laptop, camera, memory cards, batteries, yadda, yadda, yadda. Yep. All done.

Now then where were we?

Oh yes. Il Divo.

Could one of you please explain all those gasps and stunned looks were about while we walk? Got a catch a seven hour flight to Paris. I warn you I move quickly so do try and keep up.

New York. That's where I am at the moment. Thank God it's Friday tomorrow and I can get some sleep to get over the jetlag.

Now, this Il Divo?

No I have not had my head buried in the sand for the past three years.

Huh? Classical crossover.

What's that then?

Oh I see, a new music genre. Popular songs sung in an operatic style by four gorgeous men, three of whom are trained opera singers.

Okay.

Not my thing at all but whatever takes your fancy. It would be a boring world if we all liked the same thing now wouldn't it?

What is my thing?

R&B, Soul. Motown. You catch my drift?

Remember where we'd got to someone wants to stop and chat.

"Hey Gabby. What are you doing in New York? Please tell me my manager hired you for the next shoot." She begs with a big smile on her face.

"Wish I could Jen." I shrug in reply. "I'm just about to leave for the south of France for another assignment."

"Oh pooh!" She pouts then giggles. "Anyone special?"

"Some group. Il Divo." I shrug again.

"Awww Gabby you lucky thing. Can I come?" She jokes as we watch Ebony running towards us.

"Sorry I'm little bit behind." Ebony pants as she reaches my side. "Misplaced my ticket." She smiles while waving the paper wallet in her hand. "Oh hi Miss Lopez."

Ebony blushes as she gets a smile and a hello in response before one of her entourage whispers in her that she has five minutes before her interview.

"Ok. Got to go Gabby." Jen informs as she gives me a quick kiss on the cheek then walks confidently away. "Have a great time in France." She shouts back cheerilly as Ebony and I head for the main door.

"Ok." Ebony whispers in my ear as we load our stuff into the back of the taxi that's been hailed for us. "What did you do to her?" She asks while nodding back into the hotel.

"Oh you know what I did." I nod in reply. "Was there any airbrushing required the last time I took her picture? I think not." I giggle as we settle ourselves into our seats.

"Oh yeah I remember." Ebony nods then laughs outloud. "She did look fantastic didn't she?"

I don't reply verbally to her question. I simply smile while I blow gently on the fingers of my right hand then polish my fingernails on my t-shirt while I laugh as we start to head for New York's JFK airport.

Right. I'm back with you again. Tell me more about these four guys.

What do you mean 'No'? Do some research when I get to Paris. You think I'll be very pleasantly surprised.

Awww Come on ladies. Spill the beans.

Pleeeeeeeeeeease.

Yes I'm begging.

Please, Big puppy dog eyes.

What's with all the laughter?

Humph!

Yes I'm sulking.

See you in Paris then. Maybe.

Harumph!!!!!

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MORE THAN SURPRISED !!!!

OK JJ need MORE!!

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Chapter 3

Oh hi.

Yes I know you told me to do some research into Il Divo once I arrived in Paris, but I can't be bothered right now. It would also help if I could locate the damned internet connection that's supposed to be in this flaming hotel room.

I sound unhappy.

That's only the half of it. Right now I'm seriously thinking of cancelling the photoshoot with them and jumping on the next flight back to London.

Why?

Guess who was sitting just in front of me on the plane?

That's right. Zoltan.

He made it onto the plane at the very last minute and smirked at me as he stuffed his carry-on bag into the overhead locker.

"Well, look what we have here." He sneered while he looked me up and down. "Just where might you be heading?" He questioned with his arms spanning the back of his seat and the front of mine.

"That's none of your business anymore." I hissed back at him, my blue eyes hopefully reflecting the fury I felt.

"Still as lippy as ever I see." He hissed back while he eyed Ebony up and down.

"Don't even think about it." I snapped as I watched him.

"Yeah as if you could do anything about it Gabby." Zoltan grunted a laugh after flashing his best smile at the young woman who sat by my side. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend Gabby."

"When Hell freezes over."

On hearing those words fall from my mouth he snapped his head round to glare hard at me and, but for the intervention of one of the air stewardesses telling him to take his seat because we were about to take off, I'm sure he would have swung the hand he'd raised. He would have got one hell of a shock if he had, I was ready block him. I've seen that look in his eyes often enough to know that's exactly what he was threatening to do.

No, he wouldn't have cared if there were witnesses. He hit me three times in front of people before and even though I would have had them behind me, I never pressed charges against him.

Oh of course it would have been different if he'd hit me while we were on the plane. I would definitely have pressed charges

Anyway, once we were up in the air, he removed his seatbelt and turned his head round his seat and started talking to me again.

"Guess where I'm going?" He grinned.

"I don't give a damn." I shook my head and tried to focus my attention on the book I was reading before he boarded. "The farther away from me the better."

"South of France." He nodded and smiled as he ignored my statement. "I got the call this morning. I'm going to be driving some celebrities around because their regular driver has had to go home. Some sort of family emergency."

Oh no. I didn't did? I didn't tell you what Zoltan did for a living.

He's a chauffeur, a limo-driver mainly, but he'll drive anything with four wheels.

My stomach started to tie itself in knots when I heard his destination and I fidgetted uncomfortably in my seat for a moment or two. Then I realised that the south of France is a pretty big area, just because we were both headed in the same direction didn't mean we were going to see anything of each other. That was my thinking until Zoltan turned his head forward again and tipped his seat so that it reclined slightly.

"Yep! As soon as we land in Paris I have to hop on another flight down there, then it’s on to ferrying Il Divo around wherever they want to go."

So now you know why I'm unhappy and I'm thinking of going home.

Oh you found it. Stupid place to put it, behind an easy chair. I'll do some research later.

Anyway, I'm going to take a shower then I'm going to try and get some sleep.

I'll let you know my decision tomorrow morning. Either the early morning flight down to the south of France or a later flight back to London.

Bye for now.

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JJ how in the world can she deal with that Bastard and now what about her meeting Urs and them maybe liking each other?


I need LOTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS more Please!!!!!!!


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Chapter 4

"Ok. What's wrong with you? You look like crap." Ebony informs as she crosses the threshold of my room. "Did you get any sleep?"

"No." Is the only word that makes its way out of my mouth as I close the door and the pair of us settle ourselves into the easy chairs and I bury my tired face into my hands.

"What's wrong Gabby? You've been on edge since that guy spoke to you on the flight from New York." She asks while placing a comforting hand on my knee.

"I have every right to be, that guy was my ex-boyfriend." I sigh as I drop my hands to my knees.

"And?"

"What do mean 'And'? Oh that's right. I've never told you about him have I?"

Ebony shakes her head and purses her lips together as she settles back into the chair to wait for me to speak again.

I take a deep breath and tell her everything, I don't go into detail. I just tell her how controlling and abusive he was and watch her eyes widen as I tell her how he threw me out of the apartment and how I left the handsome man standing in the rain.

"Oh now I understand why you didn't want me to have anything to with him. Thanks." Ebony smiles. "So are you ready to leave for the airport?"

"Almost, just got my dirty things pack. Then I need to change our tickets once we get there." I inform as I stand to go finish packing.

"Why? Has the venue changed at the last minute?" Ebony questions loudly.

"No." I shake my head. "We're not going to south of France, we're going home Eb, back to London."

"What?" Ebony screeches in a high-pitched tone.

Hey! Turn it down a few notches will you?

Let me finish please?

"You're going to let that jackass ruin an assignment? I thought you had more confidence than that Gabby."

"Guess I don't." I shrug as I heave my suitcase onto the bed and ram the laundry bag into it.

"Bullshit!" Ebony yells as unzips the computer bag she arrived with and stands to walk over to me with a pile of papers gripped tightly in her right hand. "You're going to give up the opportunity of working with these guys." She asks as she plonks said papers on top of the suitcase. "I've been doing some research into Il Divo." She informs as I pick the papers up and look at the pictures and text she's printed out. "These guys are hot Gabby and I don't mean just in their appearance. They've taken the music world by storm and given the opera world a wake up call. Just take a look."

"Ok." I sigh as I sit on the bed and start reading of how the group came about.

It's surprised me that Ebony has taken the time to do the research. When we hit the hotel you would normally find her dancing around her suite to the techno music she plays on her iPod.

There are pictures of everything the group has released among the papers and one image immediately catches my eyes. "What the hell? Who took these?" I question as I hold up a picture of the cover of the last album the group released.

"I know. Not the best are they?" Ebony frown.

"Girl you said a mouthful." I shake my head and tut loudly at the standard of the photography.

Ebony has also printed out biographies on the four members and I read quickly about the Spaniard, Frenchman, the American and the Swiss man that make up the group.

"Come on Gabby, let's go south." Ebony pleads while she bounces up and down excitedly in front of me. "Remember you know how to defend yourself. Just try to imagine the look on Zoltan's face if he did try to hit you, especially if he tried it in front of any of them." She request as she points to a sheet of paper that holds the image of all four men. "I don't think they would stand for that. I think his ass would be fired so quick it would make his head spin."

"You really think so." I ask as I raise my face to meet hers.

"Oh absolutely." She nods and smiles.

"Ok." I nod then sigh very heavily. "Ok, I guess we're going south after all."

Huh?

One minute before I leave.

Take a good look at the fella named Urs before I leave.

Ok.

Yeah. He's absolutely gorgeous. And?

Ok. There's no need shout. I'll take a reeeeeeally good look.

What do you mean it's the same guy I left standing in the rain?

It can't be. He had long, curly hair and he wore glasses.

Oh Ha Ha!

Of course I've heard of laser surgery to correct eye problems and I do know what straightening irons are for. But it can't be the same guy, it just can't.

Hey you lot, get back here.

Fine. Run away. See if I care.

The guy I left standing in the pouring rain in Amsterdam indeed. Pfft!

See you all in the south of France I suppose then, huh?

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YEP SAME GUY!!!!!!!


NOW WHAT YA GOING TO DO?????

yOU NEED TO GET THERE AND MEET URS !!!


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Chapter 5

So here we are in Nice, France.

Once Ebony and I had landed, I became a little nervous again as we walked through the arrivals area of the airport and made our way to the main entrance. I'd become a little concerned because Ebony had asked what I was going to if the group had sent a limo or even a silver people carrier to pick us up. Lucky for us, because as we stepped through the door there didn't appear to be anything like that around, so we piled into a taxi and made our way to the Hotel Le Grimaldi where I had booked a room each for myself and Ebony.

I hate sharing a room with her, she erm.......well to tell you the truth she has a tendancy to snore, especially if she's had a good meal and Ebony loves French food. I can almost see a few pounds piling on that elfin frame as I speak.

As soon as I spoke to the young man behind the reception desk confusion started to reign. I'd booked two small rooms and he told me that they'd been changed to two suites. Now I know I didn't change and Ebony wouldn't have done such a thing. So I stand there demanding to know who changed my rooms and who's going to cover the extra cost. That's when I heard a familiar accent in my right ear.

"Maybe I can help. You are Gabriella Randell aren't you?" The smiling Englishman asks I turn round to face.

"Yeah. And it's Gabby." I nod I smile in reply as I shake the right hand that's been offered.

"I'm Steve, Steve Martin. I'm responsible for looking after the men you've come to photograph." He continues to smile and nods gently as a bellboy takes hold of mine and Ebony's suitcases as the four of us walk towards the lift. "Simon asked me to make sure you were comfortable while you're here. I'm the one that changed your rooms and please don't worry about the extra cost, the record company will pick up the tab."

Ok. Feeling slightly overwhelmed here.

I've worked with some of the biggest stars in the world and I have never, ever been treated like this. I have even stayed in the same hotels as the client I'm photographing, but I've never been upgraded like I have now. I haven't even met the group yet and I'm already impressed.

"I'll give you say half an hour to get settled in before I come fetch you to meet the guys." Steve states as he uses the keycard to open my room then Ebony's.

"That's fine." I nod before I cross the threshold into my room. "Erm.......Are we starting straight away or are we going to discuss where we should go first."

"Discussion first I think." Steve nods. "They only got here half an hour ago and a couple of them are little grouchy at the moment. Don't travel that well." He laughed as he shook his head. "I've left them to freshen up a little before they meet you."

Steve gives me a quick wave before he turns away and heads back to the lift then I turn and make my way into my suite.

My mouth drops open of its own accord and my eyes widen considerably. This has got to be the best place I've ever stayed in and I'm sure I heard a very loud 'Oh my God' coming from the room adjacent to mine.

To my right as I walk down the short corridor is a small white chest of drawers on which have been place a portable tv and a small lamp. Just beyond that is the door to the bathroom and a large white bathrobe hangs on the back of it.

That robe just might find its into my suitcase before I leave.

I'm kidding.

You know.

Funny Ha Ha!

It's a joke.

Geeze. You lot are hard work.

Anyway, back to the room. Two navy blue tub chairs sit either side of a blue and while striped couch and glass topped coffee table stands in front of those. There are two floor to ceiling windows in the room, both covered by sheers and tied-back cream curtains. Between the windows a white writing desk has been place on this sits a glass vase filled with blue and cream roses that are just beginning to open. There scent fills the entire room and it smell wonderful in here.

To my left there's a large mirrored double wardrobe and straight in front of me is the bed. It's huge and covered in some of the most beautiful bedding I've seen.

How big is the bed?

Let's just say there's 'plenty' of room for two people to have their own space in there and leave it at that shall we.

Four or more?

Oh yeah easy.

Argh!

I can't believe you made me say that.

Ha Ha, very funny. Let's make Gabby blush.

I was going to tell you that there's a card with the flowers and what it says, but I'm not going to bother now. Suffice to say there's a very nice message written on it.

There's no point begging.

My lips are zipped and they're staying that way.

Won't be a minute, just going to freshen myself up a little, wash my face and such. Flying always make me look yucky, even if it is only a shorthall flight. Don't even bother asking what I look like after a longhall flight. That's just too scary to think about.

Didn't take me long did it?

Anyway there's a knock on my door and a quick look through the peephole informs me that Steve is back.

Time to go and see what all the fuss is about I suppose.

See you in a few minutes when I finally get to meet Il Divo.

Oh, don't start that again.

You and your 'I'm in for a very pleasant surprise'.

Honestly!

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NO Gabby not a pleasant surprise but an all out mind blowing surprise...

Can't wait to hear this scream....

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Chapter 6

"Where are they Jane?" Steve asks a woman with long dark hair who sits at the grand piano teaching a young boy to play.

"Our bedroom." Another woman with the most glorious shade of chestnut hair I've ever seen answers while she nods to one of the doors that run off the massive lounge.

I think my suite would fit in here at least three times. It's much too big for one person, but I can just about imagine the number of celebrities that have stayed here on their own.

"Urs wanted to talk to them about something." The woman Steve referred to as Jane nods as she sets the boy down on his feet then stands to walk over to me.

Steve rolls his eyes into his head then asks me to excuse him while he heads towards the room that's been pointed out to him. As he opens the door I manage to catch a few words of the quite loud conversation that's going on in there. 'I just don't want hi........" and that's all I hear in an unfamiliar accent before the door is closed.

"Hi you must be Gabby. I'm Jane Adams." She smiles as she holds out her right for me to shake. "I'm engaged to Carlos. This is Honey Parker." Jane informs as she nods towards the woman with chestnut hair. "She's engaged to David and this is Zoé Voiget." She smiles as she indicates a woman with sleek mousy brown hair. "She's just got engaged to Sébastien and this strapping young man is their son, Matthieu."

"Nice to meet you all." I smile and nod as I look around. "So where's Urs's girlfriend, if you don't mind me asking."

Ok those bios Ebony gave me didn't mention anything about kids, but she did tell me that they all like to keep their private lives to themselves, which makes a nice change in my opinion. I get fed up with seeing what's happening in the private lives of the rich and famous splashed around everywhere, don't you?

Every couple is bound to go through hard times at some point, it doesn't mean I want to hear them shouting about if from the rooftops.

"Urs doesn't have a girlfriend at the minute." Zoé informs with a sad look on her face and a shake of her head.

"Oh sorry." I smile at the Frenchwoman as I look towards the balcony of their room. "Do you mind if I check out the view?" I ask as I point in the direction of the open windows.

It's a hot day here in Nice but the suite is wonderfully cool and airy due to the fact that the balcony windows are open and the air-conditioning is working flat out.

"Wonderful view isn't it?" Honey asks as she comes to stand by my side at the railing.

"Fantastic." I nod in response. "I might take a few photographs here, I'll have to see what it looks like through the camera lens first."

"Where are you from Gabby?" Honey asks with what sounds like the hint of a Texan drawl.

"Originally?" I ask as I look at her questioningly then smile when she nods. "I was born in the East End of London, but my family moved to Chelsea when I was three. I still have a home there, but I don't get to go home very often." I reply while still admiring the view.

"Oh there you are Gabby." I hear Steve's voice from behind me and I smile as I turn round to face him. "Time to say hello to the guys." He informs with a smile while holds his right arm, which indicates to me that he wishes me to return inside. "Gabby this is David Miller." Steve informs as we step in front of the tall American.

"Hi Gabby. Nice to meet." David beams as my hand gets swamped by the handshake he gives.

"Nice to meet you David." I smile as I'm eased in front to stand meet a pair of sparkling green eyes.

"Sébastien Izambard." Steve nods towards the Frenchman that smiles as he raises my hand to his lips and to give the back of it a gentle.

"Enchanté Gabby." Sébastien nods as he releases the gentle hold he has on my hand.

"Thank you Sébastien. Nice to meet you to." I smile and nod in response.

"Oh Seb please." He shakes his head.

"Ok Seb it is."

Sorry? A what?

THUD cushion. What's that then?

Oh I see. No thank you I don't need one. I'm used to working with big stars remember.

Will you stop that? I will not be needing one in a minute.

Oh hush. I still have two more members to say hello to.

"Hola Gabby." Comes from the smiling mouth of Carlos Marin as Steve introduces us. He also gives me a quick kiss on the back of my hand as I look into his brown eyes. I can see there's a great sense of fun behind them and I have yet to see a picture of him looking miserable.

"And finally Urs Buhler." Steve informs as he moves me stand in front of the man you lot think I left standing in the rain in Amsterdam.

He's standing with his head down and his hands buried deep into the pockets of his jeans.

"Hi." He huffs as he holds his right hand out but doesn't raise his face to meet mine.

"Urs. I've said we'll talk about it in while." Steve's sighs heavily at my side. "Now say hello to Gabby properly please."

"I'm sorry." Urs shrugs as he finally lifts his chin of his chest to look at me.

His brow furrows as he looks at me and I'm pretty sure that mine is doing the exact same thing as we look at each other. The eyes are the same shape and colour as those I last saw four years ago, but I still can't believe it's really him.

"You!" Urs smiles as he speaks quite loudly.

"Do you two know each other or something?" Steve asks as he watches the Swissman's smile get broader as he takes both of my hands in his own and looks me up and down .

"Yeah." Urs nods and sniffs quickly.

Ohhhhhhhhhh Myyyyyyyyyy God!

You lot are right. It really...........THUD!!.

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YEP!!!!!

TOLD YOU IT WAS HIM!!!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!


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Chapter 7

Yes, yes, all right you lot were right I was wrong.

Happy now?

No I haven't fainted.

That THUD you heard had nothing to do with me hitting the floor, so NAH!

Actually it's Urs that's ended up on the floor as he moved to sit down on the dining chair he'd been sitting in when Steve left the room. He's missed by miles and has ended up on that fine looking butt with his legs spread wide.

Of course everyone in the room, bar myself, has broken down into hysterics while Urs is blushing bright red as he brings himself upright again. I am too stunned to do or say anything and can only listen as Steve speaks again.

"So how do you two know each other?" He asks while he looks from Urs's smiling face to my stunned one and back again.

"This is the woman I've just been talking about in David and Honey's room. The one that left me standing in the rain in Amsterdam." Urs smiles as he finally sits himself in the chair he'd been aiming that rather cute butt at in the first place.

"Truly?" I hear a still slightly laughing Spanish accent questioning from behind us.

"Yes I did." I smile as I take a seat on the end of the couch that stands near to where Urs is seated.

His eyes have brightened considerably in comparison to when he first said hello to me. There had been a look of sadness in them at that moment, but that's all gone now. I've never seen a happier pair of eyes looking at me and I'm sure I'm blushing violently as he looks me up and down.

"I never thought I would see you again." Urs informs in a whisper as he leans into my left ear. "So your name is Gabrielle?" He questions as he leans back into the chair.

"Yeah....but I prefer Gabby." I nod quickly.

"I don't." Urs shakes his head while he keeps a smile on his face. "Would you mind if I called you by your full name, Gabrielle?"

I don't know what it is, perhaps it's just the way he says it. My full name sounds heavenly, almost angelic, as it falls from his mouth and I find myself nodding my agreement and feel my face flushing a little more.

"What have you been........" Urs begins before Steve whispers in his ear that I'm there to work.

Urs nods reluctantly but continually looks at me while David, Sébastien, Carlos and Steve take their seats and we begin to talk about where they want to be photographed.

Do me a favour?

When I'm back at my suite, remind me to go and find a record store. I want to hear what these guys sound like.

There you go again with that 'pleasantly surprised' thing.

I'll buy the albums and catch up, Ok?

Give a girl a break would you?

"So where are you thinking of taking us?" Sébastien asks as Matthieu comes up behind him and wraps his arms round his neck before he and the women leave the room to go and have quick look round Nice.

"Well now, let's see." I smile then sit back into couch while I think about what interesting places there are in the city. "There's an olive grove that I know of just outside of the city, then there's the Roman ruins, the village of St Paul to the north east of Nice or the village of Ez when its lit up at night and perhaps we could try something with the buildings in old town or down at the harbour, maybe even on the beach. It's up to you really."

I cross my ankles and watch the three men who sit across from me while they discuss the options I've give them. Urs is still watching me and doesn't seem to be hearing a word that's passing between the others until David shouts at him.

"Urs!"

"What?" Urs startles slightly and turns his head to the giggling threesome.

"I said how about we try all those places Gabby has just given us, if we have enough time of course."

"Oh yeah, sure, fine." Urs nods while I giggle quietly.

"Ok. That's that sorted. What time would you like to start in the morning Gabby?" Steve asks as he stands.

"Let's start at the olive grove first. The light's really good just after seven, we'll need to be leaving here about half six."

"You mean half past six in the morning?!!" I hear Carlos and Sébastien questioning loudly almost together while they look at me wide-eyed.

"Sure." I shrug in response. "I'm usually up around six."

Carlos and Sébastien glance towards a shrugging Urs then roll their eyes into their heads while they nod. Some unspoken statement has obviously passed between them because Urs laughing loudly.

"Ok. We'll meet you in the lobby just before half past six in the morning." Steve nods. "There's plenty of room for you, your assistant and the equipment in the people carrier." He informs with a smile.

I gulp audibly and look at Urs to see that the expression on his face has becoming dark and there's a thunderous look in his eyes as he glares at Steve.

"Don't worry. He'll be gone by morning." Steve placates by holding his right hand up then brings it down slowly and I watch as Urs nods and begins to calm down. "I'll have a word with reception to see if they can help after I've walked Gabby back to her room."

"I'll do that." Urs smiles as he launches himself from his seat and looks at me while I stand.

He offers a crooked left arm, which I take graciously and the two of us start walking to the door as David, Sébastien and Carlos shout their goodbyes until tomorrow.

As we reach the door I'm sure I hear a French accent say 'Finally' as Urs pulls the door open. As we cross the threshold I hear a David and Carlos telling him to shut up. David goes a little further and says........

"One word Seb. Zoé."

........which makes Carlos crack up laughing again.

You want to know what?

Oh, you want to know what happens next.

Well just have to wait patiently won't you now?

Urs and I have a lot of catching up to do after all.

I might tell you later, then again I might not.

You'll just have to wait and see.

Later.

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OK why do I get the feeling that the person Urs is upset with is Zoltan and Gabby's former Beau....

Urs did not seem thrilled when Steve mention the People Carrier....

And they do have a lot of catching up to do....
Love where Urs says he loves her whole name not Gabby.....
I love you

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Chapter 8

I'm what?

Oh. Naughty for leaving you all dangling like that.

All right. I carry on.

Flamin' Ada as my grandmother would say. There's no satisfying some people.

Oooooh you're learning quick. Yes it was a joke.

I can be sarcastic, when I want to be, yes.

Anyway where were we?

Oh yes. Urs was walking me back to my room.

"You know he's here?" Urs asks as we step into the empty lift.

"Zoltan you mean?" I question while I press the button for my floor. "Yeah I know. He was on the same New York to Paris flight as Ebony and me. Told me he'd been hired to drive you guys around. Did he recognise you?"

"No." Urs closes his eyes and shakes his head before he continues. "I did him though, as soon as I saw him. That's what I was talking to the others about. Something about him gives me the creeps and I don't want that man anywhere near Zoé, Honey, Jane or you.." He informs with a quick smile before his brow furrows and he starts to fidget uncomfortably as he stands beside me. "Erm....I have a question that I want to ask you Gabrielle, but I don't want to upset you." He informs with a hard swallow as he turns his head to look at me.

There's a dark look in his eyes now. Fury mixed with fear.

"Go ahead." I nod as my eyes close slowly while I brace myself for what I think he's going to ask me.

"Did.....Did he used to hit you?"

"Yeah." I nod quickly.

Urs blushes red as what sounds like a curse words hisses out of his mouth.

"I'd like to see him try it now though." I inform as my mouth pulls into a smirk and my eyebrows fly skyward.

"How so?" Urs questions as he looks at me quizically.

"Oh I'd dump him on his ass before you could blink. My sister's boyfriend taught me a few Karate moves so I can defend myself pretty well now."

"Oh." Urs exclaims as his eyes widen and the smile returns. "So what have you been doing since you left Amsterdam?"

"Getting my life back on track. Building a career for myself. Hopping from one country to another then another. I don't think there's one continent I haven't worked in over the last four years."

"I know that feeling." Urs laughs as the lift pings its arrival at my floor. "So where do you go after this assignment?" He asks as he places a hand gently at the bottom of my back while we walk.

"Home for a few days to do some work there, then I'm off to Singapore for five days. Why?"

"Erm....Because....." He pauses to look down at the floor and I wonder, for a moment what he finds so interesting about the beige coloured carpet. "Because I would really like to get to know you Gabrielle. Are you doing anything this evening?" He asks as he raises his eyes and only his eyes to meet mine.

"Are......Are......Are you asking me for a date?" I question as I feel my face go bright red.

"Yeah." Urs nods lightly as he replies quietly. "Erm....How do you feel about Mexican food?"

"Love it." I nod and smile as I slip my keycard into the slot and push the door open slightly.

"Shall we say seven?" Urs asks with a broad smile.

"Seven is fine." I confirm with a smile and a nod.

"See you at seven then. I call for you." He sighs as he leans forward and places a gentle kiss on my cheek.

"Ok." I nod quickly while my right hand raises to touch my cheek then I step into my suite but I don't close the door behind me.

What do I do?

Guess.

That's right.

I stand smiling in the doorway and watch Urs as he walks backwards towards the lift with a huge smile on his face. Once he's in the lift, I finally make way into my room, flop down on the couch and sit there grinning like a Cheshire Cat for a few moments.

What?

Huh?

Oh yeah the erm....the CDs. Kinda slipped my mind for a moment there.

Oh crap!

What do you mean?

Helloooo!!

I've agreed to go on a date with one seriously hot guy and I don't have a stitch to wear. The only things in my suitcase are jeans or casual trousers, t-shirts and my spare trainers.

Those won't do will they now?

Of course I have a credit card.

Hey! Slow down will you?

There's no need to pull me that hard.

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So Urs remembered him and wants him gone that Jackass thought he might have it made but Urs is making sure all of the ladies are safe from that asshole.

I am glad Urs remembered him or there might have been really bad trouble... Urs won't have him hurting the ladies and now to find Gabby after all these years...

First Date YESSSSSSSSSSSS I sure hope this leads to a long and wonderful life for all the guys and ladies...



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Chapter 9

What do you mean what am I looking at?

Have you seen how much you lot and Ebony have convinced me to buy?

Well....yeah of course I want to look good tonight, but did we have to wipe out almost every clothes shop in Nice? I mean I only needed one dress and pair of sandals or shoes and look what I've come back with. Five dresses, two pairs of smart trousers and God alone knows how many tops are in these bags. Oh and let's not forget the jewellery and make up.

Oh all right, maybe I am exaggerating a little. I'm still going to need another suitcase to get that little lot home though.

And just what did you lot send Ebony off to buy?

You're not telling, it's a surprise.

I don't like surprises much.

CDs?

Oh yeah. Here. Catch.

Is that really them? Wow!

Huh?

Oh you'd like to know a little bit more about me.

Ok. I'm five foot six tall, slim with blue eyes and blonde hair. Yes, I was born in the East End, but I'm not a true Cockney. You have to be born with in the sound of 'Bow Bells' to be considered one of those or so the legend goes. Couldn't hear anything of them where we lived or so my father said. I'm the eldest of three children, then comes Della and the baby of the family is my brother........ Don't laugh.......His name is Whitley.

I'm sorry. I can't help myself. I giggle like this every time I say his name, have done since I was little.

Anyway, Della, you already know about. She looks similar to me, she's just and inch or two taller. My brother is just over six foot tall, but he has black hair and brown eyes.

No, not like Carlos.

His hair is straight and his eyes are chocolate coloured. He's a throw back to our father's mother. He emigrated to Alabama nine years ago and he works for the DA's office there. He's the only one of us that's married and he has four kids with another due any day now.

My father got me into photography, but he preferred still-life rather than portraiture. My mother was a musician and played the oboe with the London Philharmonic Orchesta. She encouraged us all to try and learn to play an instrument when we were young, but neither Della or I had an ounce of talent between us. Unless you call the efforts we made with the violin talent. Father used to say that we sounded like we were strangling a cat. He was right. We totally sucked. No, Whitley.............

I'm sorry. Give me a minute.

Whitley is the musical one in the family. He plays the piano pretty well, though my mother would have a major hissy fit if she heard what he played on the grand piano she left to him. Good old fashioned 'Rock 'n' Roll' a la Jerry Lee Lewis. He also plays the viola wonderfully.

Which reminds me. I must try to find some time to pay him a visit before Christmas. It's been almost two years since I've seen him.

Did I tell him about Zoltan?

Ok I'll wait while one of you puts 'Ancora' on.

What do I think so far?

Ok. You lot were right they sound fantastic and I am very pleasantly surprised.

Ok back to your previous question. Did I tell my brother about Zoltan?

Yes I did and he went nuts. Della made me call him the day after I'd got home. He told me he'd started to get very worried about me because of the lies Zoltan fed him and that he'd arranged to fly to Amsterdam the day after my return to Chelsea. I had to beg and plead with him not to get on that flight. He wanted to go and give Zoltan 'a good seeing to' as he put it and it felt like it took me forever to persuade him not to, that part of my life was over.

So there you go, now you know most of what there is to know about me.

Have I managed to distinguish the voices yet?

Well Urs is easy. I've never forgotten what he sounds like. That 'chocolate melting' deep voice could only belong to one man I think. Carlos?

Two for two there then.

There's a slight accent to one of the others and I'm thinking that's Sébastien. Which means that all the high range singing must be done by David.

Yay! Four for four.

Oh my God, look at the time. I'd better get in the shower and shave my legs if I'm going to be wearing a dress.

What do you mean 'Oh no I'm not shaving'?

Waxing?!!!!!!

That's what you sent Ebony off to buy. A waxing kit.

Help!!!!!

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She sounds beautiful and I can see Urs falling for her very easy!

What about Zoltan can we find out what happens with him and hopefully Urs is around when it happens so he knows to Get and stay Gone!!!!

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Chapter 10

What?

Do have something between my teeth?

Oh hush.

Yes I forgive you all for the leg waxing, it only hurt a little bit and my legs do feel fantastically smooth.

You're sure this white dress isn't too revealing. It is rather low cut at the front and back and it's a lot shorter than I would normally wear.

Stop it you're making me blush again. If you've got it, flaunt it indeed and yes, the underwear does match. Though I don't know what why...Oh God. Honestly ladies!!!!!

I probably make Urs what again with these legs?

Oh THUD.

One of you had better have those cushions I read about handy then.

Hey no fighting now.

Yes I do wear skirts and dresses, but I find them so hard to work in, so when I'm on assignment I usually leave them at home. Unless I'm photographing some sort of event like the Oscars.

Am I nervous about the date?

Not really, there's just a force six earthquake going of in my stomach, that's all.

Sounds like Urs is here.

I'll see you lot later then.

Me legs are shaking and I take several deep breaths as I walk towards the door. I close my eyes, take one more deep breath and let it out slowly as I open the door to see Urs. He looks fantastic standing there dressed in a charcoal grey suit, a white shirt with just the top two buttons undone, his hair still curly but scraped back from his face and a large bunch of red Camelia's in his right hand.

His eyes widen considerably and beaming smile finds its way across his face as he looks me up and down. At least he's managed to stay upright this time, just. I almost giggle as I watch him take a couple of quick steps backwards. Then his mouth silently says 'Wow' and he blushes a little as he hands the flowers over with gentle kiss on my cheek.

"You look stunning." He informs as he pulls back from the kiss.

Hearing those words fall from his lips makes me blush again. I smile as I lower my head slightly and invite him into my suite for a moment.

"Thank you." I say in a whisper before I retreat into the bathroom and quickly place the flowers in a sink full of water.

"Ready?" Urs asks with that beaming smile still on his face as he offers his crooked left arm.

"Sure."

I take the arm that's been offered and together with leave my room and find our way to the lift. It's really quite funny while we walk because I keep catching him looking at me up and down and he keeps catching me doing exactly the same.

"Did Steve manage to sort out a driver for tomorrow?" I ask as we enter the lift and Urs pushes the button that will take us to the ground floor.

"Yes, one of the hotel's drivers will driving us around. Though Zol..." Urs closes his eyes and shakes his head as he stops talking.

"Though Zoltan what?" I ask when I see the dark look on his face again.

"Oh nothing."

"Look Urs." I sigh in an exasperated fashion as Iook at him. "Let's get one thing cleared up right now. I am not afraid of Zoltan anymore. It doesn't bother me in the slightest to hear what he's done, unless he's hurt someone of course, then I would be seriously pissed. That part of my life is over, done with. Please don't be afraid to say his name in front of me for fear of upsetting me. Ok?"

The smile returns as Urs nods lightly. "Ok I'll remember that."

"So what did he do?" I ask as the lift pings its arrival at the ground floor.

"He almost punched Steve when he told him that his services would not be required." Urs informs with a grimmace. "He didn't though, just clenched his fists and stormed out of the room, slamming the door loudly as he went."

"Huh! That's a typical Zoltan reaction." I inform through a quickly huffed laugh while we walk through the lobby towards the door.

"He's never hit a man then?" Urs asks as we walk through the door and make our way to the smart taxi that's been hailed for us.

"No." I shake my head and settle myself into my seat. "Not that I know of anyway." I inform while Urs settles himself very close beside me.

He's sitting that close that our bodies are touching each other from our knees all the way up to our shoulders. I feel a tingling sensation take hold of me once Urs has given our driver the destination. He smiles as he looks at me then places his left hand on the one that's resting lightly on my knee and gently links his figures with mine.

Whether it's an attempt to show what he's feeling or to provide some sort of reassurance I don't know, it just feels comfortable. Like it's right for us to be like this. For the shy, quiet man I remember Urs being, it's quite a demonstrative act and I can't help but smile as he looks at me again and gives my hand a gentle squeeze.

Little do I know, that as we pull away from the hotel another cab had been hailed and we are being followed.

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I figured Zoltan would do something Stupid like going to hurt Gabby again...

I sure hope nothing bad happens to her and Urs...


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Chapter 11

"What do you think?" Urs whispers in my ear while we are led to our table.

"It's fantastic." I nod in reply as I take a look around the restaurant.

We're walking between two rows of cloth covered square tables that have just two chairs set up facing each other. Sheets of glass have been placed on top of the cloths and atop those sits a lit chunky candle in a traditional mexican pot. There are four rows of six tables and the light from all the candles gives the room a very romantic air. The walls have been decorated in a brown marble and floor to ceiling red curtains hang closed at the windows. The place is very busy and lots of couples sit chatting quietly as they eat.

We've been shown to a table near the top end and I feel myself blush a little as Urs pulls out my chair then pushes under me as I sit. No-one in the room pays us any attention for a while. That is until the man seated next to Urs rises from his chair and whispers something in his partner's ear. After she's watched him head towards the bathrooms, she turns her head towards us and immediately recognises Urs. She turns her smiling face to me and gives me a polite nod before she looks at Urs again. He smiles at her quickly and gives he a slow blink.

A what?

Oh is that what you all call it when he does that? A blinky wink.

Ok.

He gives her a blinky wink then giggles quietly as he watches her lower head and blush bright red. Her partner returns and looks her quizically until she explains what's just happened. The man turns to look at Urs and for second or two I think there's going to be trouble as I watch the expression on his face. It turns out I have nothing to worry about as the man pulls his lips into a smile and gives Urs a gentlemanly nod before he returns his attention to the woman on my right.

Urs blows out a quick sigh of relief and smiles at me as we're handed the menus. I choose quickly because I know what I like. A T-bone steak topped with onion and bell peppers served with rice, beans and tortillas. Urs selects the wine after checking with me that a sweet red is all right, then he orders a grilled rib eye steak served with rice, beans, flour tortillas and a guacamole salad.

"So what happened after I left Amsterdam?" I ask quietly after I've taken a sip of wine.

"You really want to know?" Urs asks with a slightly stunned expression which fades as I nod.

"Yeah."

"Ok. Zoltan had another woman living with him the next day, but she only lasted a few days. He kicked her out because the state she'd let flat get into. From what I heard when they argued it seemed like he expected her to pick up after him and wait on him hand and foot."

"Sounds about right." I nod as I remember briefly what I went through with him.

Though our laundry basket was on his side of the bed, he always used to leave his dirty clothes on the floor for me to pick up. If he was hungry I had to make him something to eat or go to the local takeaway. He never did a thing when it came to cleaning either, that was always my job.

I do like my place to be tidy, but I'm not overly fussy like Zoltan was. Everything had to be just so and our apartment usually looked like a showhome.

"I didn't stay at my apartment much after that." Urs informs to bring me back from my reverie. "I moved out to live with a friend a little closer to the theatre where I was working at the time. I was glad to get away really. Listening to Zoltan and her arguing was not condusive to getting the sleep I needed. The last argument I heard went on until almost four in the morning. I almost fell asleep on stage the next day." He grimmaces then blushes a little which makes me laugh quietly.

He must have been so embarrassed at the time that happened because he goes even redder and he shakes his head at the memory.

"I erm.....I even thought about coming to England to look for you, but that wouldn't have done much good since we never exchanged names and I don't think Zoltan would have given it me if I'd asked." He informs as he places his right hand on top of my left.

"No he wouldn't. Why were you going to come looking for me?" I ask after I've swallowed a large mouthful of wine.

He goes all shy again and lowers his chin to his chest then speaks in a whisper. "Because...... Because I'd fallen in love with you Gabrielle. I've loved you from the moment I saw you, the day after I moved into that apartment block."

"But....But you've had two girlfriend's since then, according to what I've read about you. I don't under...."

"I know." Urs nods and closes his eyes as he interupts me. "But I haven't really loved any of them. I didn't allow them to get close as two people who love each should. I think that's why neither of them hung around very long."

Just as I'm about to say something in response, a female hand grabs hold of Urs's wine glass and throws the liquid at his face. Red wine runs down his chin, neck and a large stain has formed on his pristine white shirt.

He raises his head to see who could have done such a thing and a look of recognition finds its way across his features.

"So who's the slut?" The woman standing on my left demands as she flicks her head at me then glares hard at him.

"Mona!" Urs exclaims then swallows hard as he meets her angry face before he turns his panic-stricken one to meet my questioning one.

"What are you doing here? Why are you here?" Urs questions Mona while wiping wine from his face with his napkin.

"I saw you leaving the hotel and decided to follow you." Mona informs with her arms folded lightly across her chest. "I thought I would surprise you with a visit, but it seems like you've found someone else to occupy your free time. Soon forgot about me didn't you?"

"You left me." Urs informs quietly.

"Did we ever say it was over between the two of us?" Mona questions calmly.

Urs fidgets in his seat for a few seconds before he closes his eyes and shakes his head.

"No. No we didn't." He replies quietly to Mona's question.

He raises his head and opens his eyes to look at me and I can't help but gasp quietly when I see tears brimming in them. 'I'm sorry' he mouths as a single tear makes its escape and rolls, unimpeded, down his face.

"You." Mona snaps as she turns her attention to me. "Take this and leave me and my boyfriend alone." She hisses as she holds out a handful of paper money.

"No." I reply firmly and shake my head.

Mona glares at me a little harder and raises her right hand ready to strike. Just as I prepare myself to block her I hear the sound of wood scraping across the tiled floor of the restaurant.

"Don't even think about it." Urs informs as he grabs hold of her hand to hold her off. "We're through Mona, I don't love you. Gabrielle is the only woman I've ever loved. Please just leave us alone." He requests as he moves to stand between the two of us.

Several waiters are now gathered around our table questioning what's going on and the restaurant has gone deathly quiet. Everyone in the place is watching what's happening at our table.

Mona looks at Urs furiously for a few moments then snatches her hand from his firm but gentle grip, turns, storms away from us and heads out of the restaurant.

"I erm....I'm sorry Gabrielle. I've ruined everything. Let's forget about the meal, I'll take you back to the hotel." Urs sniffs as he speaks without turning to face me.

"Urs, please turn around and look at me." I request as I reach for his right hand and hold it tight. Another small gasp makes its escape because I can feeling him shaking slightly

Urs shakes his head and lowers his chin to his chest again. "I can't. I don't want to see......"

I stand quickly and move myself to stand in front of him. "Look at me Urs." I ask again.

He moves his head so slowly that it seems to take forever for his face to meet mine. His eyes are still closed and I'm sure I hear the smallest of sobs make its escape as he wipes his face.

"Look at me." I ask gently.

Urs swallows hard and breaths deep while he blinks his eyes open. "I'm sor...." He begins before my head shake shuts him up.

"I love you too Urs. I love you too." I inform as I tuck a stray lock of hair back behind his left ear.

Urs stands there for a moment looking into my eyes and when he swallows hard, throws his arms around my waist and holds me tight to him I know that he knows he's seen the truth. He's seen what he thought he wouldn't, the love I've had for him for all these years.

We hear a lot of sighing and loud round of applause goes up as we break and the two of us blush bright red as we resume our seats to wait for our meal.

Urs looks down at his shirt and furrows his brow when he sees the red stain. His look becomes quizcal when I ask for a glass of white wine before the stain dries. Once that arrives I tell him to pour a little over the stain and watch a smile return to his face as the bright red fades to a barely perceptible pink.

As our food is placed on the table our legs seem to take on a life of their own and we eat with his ankles linked around mine.

The two of us blush and giggle slightly because only we know what's going on under the table.

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Well at least it wasn't Zoltan for now but I don't count him out quite yet....


That Bitch hurt our Urs and she should be slapped....

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Chapter 12

What?

So what if we were playing footsie under the table. We weren't the only ones judging by the cloths I saw flicking from the tables around us.

It's not like we could hold hands across the table and eat our meals at the same now is it?

I'm not blushing that much.

Do you want to hear what happens next or not?

All right then stop giggling, because not I'm going to tell you until you do.

Ok here we go.

Oh before I begin I thought I'd better let you know that it's going take us some time to get back to the hotel because we've decided, as it's a very warm night, to walk the half mile.

Urs has paid for our meal and we're walking hand-in-hand down the road to the hotel. He's gone very, very quiet and his brow is deeply furrowed. His eyes have darkened consdierably since we left the restaurant.

"Something wrong." I question with a quick smile.

"No." Urs denies quickly.

"Fibber." I whisper as I give him gentle shove. "I can tell there's something bothering you. Talk to me."

Urs looks at me then looks around the area where he spots an empty bench that sits under a flowering cherry tree. He pulls me gently in that direction then lets go of my hand as he sits down beside me. He leans forward, rests his elbows on his knees, links his fingers together then lowers his head before he takes a deep breath and begins to speak.

"It's...." He sighs heavily then sits back upright. "It's what happened with Mona at the restaurant. I erm.....I'm not usually that impolite. I think I handled it all wrong."

"Excuse me." I exclaim with a grunted laugh. "If anyone was impolite it was her. She was the one that threw wine in your face, called me a slut, offered me money because she thought I was a wh.....lady of the night and went to hit me. She was the one that embarrassed us as well as herself. I think she deserved what she got. She could have handled the situation a lot better than she did."

"So could I." Urs sighs heavily again. "I could have taken her to a quiet corner somewhere and talked to her instead of telling her like that."

"Yeah maybe you could." I nod in agreement as I smile at him. "But you were angry and don't try telling me you weren't."

"Yeah I was." Urs nods. "Especially when she went to slap you."

"Thanks for stopping her by the way even though I was ready to block her."

Urs looks at me quizically for a moment then nods his head as he remembers what I told him about knowing how to defend myself.

"What happened between the two of you anyway, if you don't mind me asking." I ask with another quick smile.

"It happened eight months ago, just after we'd started the tour. I went backstage one night expecting to find Mona waiting for me in my dressing-room. She wasn't there." Urs shakes his head. "There was a note on the small table written in her hand. It said that she couldn't take the pace anymore, flitting from one country to another, all the attention from fans, the time I spent with the guys rehearsing, never having time for her. I did though. Whenever we had free days, I spent every moment with her, doing what she wanted to do. She told me not to even think of contacting her, but I did. I called her several times to try and talk to her, she just hung up. After a few days she refused to accept my calls so I assumed our relationship was over."

"I think any rational person would have assumed the same thing. I know I would have." I inform with a nod and a smile. "Urs, She can't just turn up like she did and expect to pick up where you left off. That's not fair on you. You don't treat someone you're supposed to love like that. You understand and support them no matter what. You talk to them. You don't throw a strop because things don't go your way all the time."

Urs huffs a quick laugh then nods his head. "That's more or less what Carlos and Jane said."

"And didn't you say that you never really loved her?" I question with my head lowered.

"I didn't and she didn't really love me. I know that now." Urs informs with an audible swallow and nod of his head. "That look you had in your eyes when you told me you love me, I......I never saw anything like that in Mona's."

I adjust my position so that my left foot is tucked underneath me and face is turned to look at the side of his face.

"And is that look still there?" I ask with a gentle smile.

Urs raises his head, turns to look at me and closes his eyes as he nods.

"Yeah it is." He sighs quietly as he raises both his hands to my face and pulls me into a gentle, but firm kiss.

Huh?

What's happening to me while he kisses me?

My head is spinning, my stomach is flip-flopping like crazy and there the most amazing tingling sensation running up my body from the very tips of my toes to the very top of my head.

Is that description good enough for you?

We're both breathless as we break apart and Urs looks at me with a huge smile on his face as he speaks. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine." I nod in reply while panting to get my breath back.

"I suppose we'd better get back to the hotel, we erm...we do have to be up early." Urs states as he stands and offers his right hand to help me up.

I don't need any assistance to stand but I take the hand that's been offered and smile as he gently pulls me to my feet then wraps his arm around my waist and we start walking again.

We chat about this and that as we walk slowly, pausing once in while to kiss each other or just to look at each other. We share one more kiss before we head into the hotel and as we cross the threshold and move to the desk for our cardkeys we see something that shocks both of us as we look to the glass that seperates the lobby from the cocktail lounge.

Mona is sitting at the bar chatting away to Zoltan.

"Do you I think I should go and warn her about him?" Urs whispers in my ear.

"Yeah." I nod in response as we watch Zoltan stand and head towards the bathrooms.

I watch Urs walk away from me, through open doors to the busy lounge to head for where Mona is seated. I keep my eyes focused on what I can see of her face as Urs talks to her calmly and gives a quick nod in my direction.

Mona glares hard at him for a few seconds, then her features suddenly soften. She nods then retrieves her bag from the bar and leaves her seat to walk by Urs's side back to me.

I stand my ground as the two approach and I'm sure my face is a mask of confusion as they reach me.

"I'd like to apologise for my behaviour at the restaurant." Mona nods as she speaks. "It was childish and inexcusable. I had no right to expect Urs to wait for me after the way I left him."

I search her features for a few seconds and it's crystal clear that she is sincere in what she's just said so I smile as I accept her apology.

"Promise me one thing." Mona asks with a gentle smile to me and Urs.

"What?" I ask and smile in return.

"Take good care of him." She asks with a flick of her head in Urs's direction.

"Of course I will." I nod in reply.

"Good luck you two." Mona shouts as we turn away from each other.

She heads for the reception desk while we turn for the lifts. Once we're inside we turn and Urs holds the door open so that we can see what's happening in the lobby. There's a lot of noise coming from the direction of cocktail lounge. We both crane our necks to see what's happening and both our eyes widen as we watch two burly looking men escorting a fuming Zoltan from the building.

We follow the path they take and watch through the entrance glass as Zoltan is shoved somewhat roughly into a taxi that's been hailed and his bag is thrown after him.

"And don't even think about coming back here." One of the guards booms as he watches the taxi drive away.

"Do you think we've seen the last of him?" Urs asks with a smile he finally lets go of the doors, allows them to close then wraps his arms around my waist again after he's pressed the button for my floor.

"Yeah I think so, he wouldn't want to tackle those two again in a hurry." I smile in response.

"Good." Urs smiles then gives me one more of 'those' kisses.

All too soon we're on my floor, standing outside my room and saying goodnight to each other. I stand at my door, just as before and watch Urs as he walks backwards towards the lift. He steps in, holds the door open again and pokes his head back out and smiles.

"How about breakfast together?" He shouts back to me.

"Five thirty too early for you?" I giggle in response.

"Perfect. Goodnight Gabrielle." Urs shouts again still with head poked through the lift entrance. "I love you."

"Goodnight Urs. I love you too." I shout back before the lift doors close and he's gone.

I what?

Oh I look like I'm walking on air.

Well wouldn't you be?

I'm off to bed now.

See you in the morning.

Goodnight.

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