Bye-bye mummy!".
Heather waved goodbye to Nicole and walked nervously down the hotel corridor to Ben's room. He had sent her a text message inviting her to see him so she was on her way to see what he wanted.
Ben opened the door with a small smile. "Hi, where's Nicole?" he asked.
"Linda's babysitting," Heather told him, following him into the room.
"Oh, well it was you I wanted to see anyway," Ben said, sitting on the bed.
"What's this all about?" Heather asked.
"Oh, I was bored, I have the day free so I wondered if you wanted to spend the day with me," Ben said.
Heather was surprised. She had been certain that Ben was going to say about the court case or something like that. She had hardly been expecting him to ask her out for the day. She smiled and nodded. "OK, that's OK. Shall we take Nicole?".
"No, I want it to be just us," Ben told her.
They set off into the heart of Paris to do some sightseeing. Heather felt weird being with Ben again, she loved seeing him again but felt awkward and ever so guilty over everything that had happened.
Ben loved being close to Heather, but couldn't forget his night with Lucy when he had been unfaithful to Heather. He felt awful about what he had done.
"Let's go in this art gallery," Ben suggested, taking Heather's hand and leading her inside.
Heather got out her purse to pay, but Ben stopped her. "No, my treat," he insisted.
They spent the afternoon looking around the gallery then took a stroll through a nearby park. It was a warm sunny day and they were having a great time. It was almost like the old days again, Heather nearly forgot that they were no longer a couple.
"Let's sit down for a while," Ben suggested as they passed an old wooden bench.
A band marched passed playing a happy, up tempo tune. Ben started dancing to the beat, making Heather laugh.
With a smile, Ben sat down next to Heather. "Today was a good laugh," he told her. "I really miss spending time with you,".
"Me too," Heather said with a grin, she couldn't remember the last time she was that happy.
Ben put an arm around her and looked into her eyes.
Heather looked into his eyes with a happy sigh. They leant closer to each other... until they were kissing.
Heather finally pulled away and looked back at Ben. Suddenly, memories of her affair and all the arguments with Ben came flooding back.
It wasn't right. Heather jumped up and ran off in the direction of the hotel.
Shocked, Ben chased after her. "Heather! Wait!".
"It was wrong, we shouldn't have done that," Heather called out before jumping on a bus and disappearing from Ben's sight.
Also out and about in Paris that afternoon was Sarah and Mark. They were in a big department store shopping for baby things.
"I still can't think of any nice names," Sarah sighed.
"Nor can I," Mark said. "Awwww, look at that tiny denim jacket,".
"Yeah, that's lovely, there's some really nice baby clothes in here.
Linda and Sam were also shopping at that time. "What's going on out there?" Linda said as they walked through a busy shopping center.
"Looks like some kind of talent show or something," Sam observed as they walked closer.
A man was on a big stage singing something off-key in French. "It must be for a TV programme," Linda said as she pointed to a crew of cameramen.
The man finished singing and a woman went up on stage and started speaking to the audience. Sam listened and tried to translate it into English. "They need two volunteers," she told Linda.
"Us!" Linda laughed, dragging Sam towards the stage. "Come on, it'll be a laugh,".
The woman onstage pointed to Linda and Sam and invited them on stage. "We speak English," Sam whispered to her.
The woman smiled. "That's OK, what are your names?" she asked in a thick French accent.
The girls were seated on chairs on the middle of the stage while the woman spoke to the audience in French. "What's she saying?" Linda asked Sam.
Sam shook her head. "I don't know, she's speaking too fast to understand,".
A creepy-looking man came onstage holding a watch on a chain. He spoke to the audience then faced the two girls. "Look at the watch," he instructed, swinging it in front of their eyes.
Back at the hotel, Naomi, Christian, Lucy and Helen were sitting around watching TV, the three kids with them.
"This is boring, change the channel," Helen said with a yawn.
"Oh my God, it's Sam and Linda on TV!" Lucy cried, starting to laugh. "What are they doing?".
They watched as Sam and Linda started barking and running around the stage. "They've been hypnotised!" Christian laughed.
They all laughed even more when Sam and Linda were told to become the Tellytubbies. "Eh-oh!" Linda said in a squeaky voice, waving at the camera.
"I wish we had a video recorder to show them this later," Naomi giggled, as the pair began to dance in a crazy way and sing 'Bob The Builder'.
Tasha entered the room and started to laugh. "What the hell are they doing?! Anyway, I'm off out, I'll be back late tonight,".
"Where are you going?" Helen asked.
"Oh, Enrique is over here at the moment so we're meeting up," she blushed.
Naomi turned to Christian. "What are we up to tonight?" she asked.
Christian gave her a sly smile. "You'll have to wait and see!".
Naomi didn't have to wait long. An hour later Christian led her out into the city and to the main shopping district. It was evening by now and getting dark.
"I'm hungry," Naomi said as she held his hand.
"We'll eat soon," Christian promised. "Look up there,".
Naomi looked up in amazement at a huge office tower which had a large screen on the side. Electronic writing flashed across it, reading Christian's message for Naomi.
"Oh Chris, that's lovely!" she said as she read the message: 'Christian loves Naomi forever' which flashed across the screen hundreds of times over and over again.
"Now for dinner," Christian grinned, leading her to a posh restaurant.
To Naomi's surprise, the restaurant was empty. "I hired it out just for us," he told her as the doorman let them inside.
"Chris, you're the best," Naomi said as she gave him a kiss.
Tasha got out of the limo and followed Enrique into the moonlit park. They had eaten dinner in a posh restaurant and now had driven out to the suburbs of the city to a quiet park.
Enrique look Tasha's hand and kissed it. "Follow me, my beautiful princess," he said, leading her to a huge old oak tree. They sat on the grass underneath it.
"Thanks for the nice meal out," Tasha thanked him.
"That's Ok, I wanted to spoil you, my honey,".
Tasha tried not to laugh at his over-the-top romance. "What shall we do now,".
"We shall sleep under the stars," Enrique sang, before wrapping his arms around Tasha and giving her a big snog.
After the kiss, he looked into Tasha's eyes and sang his heart out. "Bailamos...".
Tasha grinned at him and they lay down next to each other.
While Tasha was rolling around on the grass with Enrique, Ben was sitting in his hotel room all alone, thinking about Heather.
He couldn't stand being all alone so he wandered out of the room and knocked on the door of the next room, where Paul and Helen were staying.
"Paul's out at the bar with Mark," Helen told him. "Come in anyway,".
"Have you seen Heather today?" Ben asked as he walked inside.
Helen closed the door. "I saw her when she came to pick up Nicole but I haven't since. I think she's with Sarah somewhere. She was really quiet and looked distracted,".
"We kissed earlier," Ben stated.
Helen looked at him in shock. "You did?".
"Yeah, but then she ran off. I don't know what's happening between us. It was like we were back to normal again when we were out together this afternoon but after the kiss she ran off and I haven't seen her since...".
"She feels guilty about betraying you," Helen guessed.
"Yeah," Ben nodded.
"Have you forgiven her?" Helen quizzed. "Heather's been such a good mate over the years, despite what she did with Paul I had to forgive her, I didn't want to lose her as a friend,".
Ben shrugged. "I don't know... I still love her... but I feel guilty,".
"What about?". Helen was puzzled, what could Ben be guilty about.
Ben sighed. "OK, I'll tell you, but this is strictly between us two. I promised Lucy I would keep quiet,".
"Lucy?". Helen was even more confused.
"You know Lucy's pregnant...".
"Yes,".
"Well Nick's probably not the father,".
"Oh my God," Helen exclaimed.
"It could be Mark's," Ben continued. "Linda's ex, not my mate Mark,".
'Really? Does Linda know?".
"I don't think so," Ben said. "But the father might also be...". He put his face in his hands and lowered his head.
"What?" Helen pressed, wanting to know.
"It could be me. I betrayed Heather, I was unfaithful to her too,".
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