Days after Nora told George about her affair with Pierre, she decided to officially end it with him. So many times, in the past, she wanted to call him and tell him it was over between them. It never happened as she always went back to him over an over again. There was something so unique that captivated her body and her mind. The lust she felt for him was strong. Now, it just didn't seem as strong as George's love for her. He was willing to forgive her for cheating on him...for the sake of their kids, yes, but that was good enough for her.

She found herself once again outside the door of Pierre's studio taking deep breaths before knocking on the metal door. Pierre answered the door with a shocked, yet amused expression on his face. It was almost like he was expecting her as his icy blue eyes glazed over her body.

"Nora..." he said as she pulled her into a kiss and she, shamelessly, indulged herself in the last kiss she would ever get from him. She just had to control herself and remind herself why she was here. If she didn't, she'd lose control and it'd just be a vicious circle of her infidelity. She broke the kiss and pushed him away by his hard, toned chest. Just then she realized he wasn't wearing a shirt. This wasn't going to be easy, she thought.

"Pierre, I can't."

"You always say that. In fact, it kinda turns me on every time you say it." he said as he held her and pulled her into his studio. He pushed her up against the door and kissed her neck. Nora was trying to remember why she thought it was a good idea to show up here in the first place. She could have just ended it with a call or an email, but no...she had to be so stupid and show up to tell him face to face. She felt like an idiot.

"No." she said as she pushed him away again. She had to stop herself before things got out of control. "I mean it this time. I told my husband about us. It's over."

"You know what, Nora...I just don't get you. You're just going to give up what we have to just settle. Tell me, Nora. Did you husband ever made you feel the way I make you feel? Does he ever allow to you be the kind of woman you really want to be in bed? Does he give you want you want...what you desperately crave? That thing you're embarrassed to tell him..."

"Stop it, Pierre!" she interrupted him. "You don't know me at all."

"I know you enough to know that whatever settlement you have with your husband, it isn't for you, but for the sake of what? Your kids? You're just going to be in a loveless and most likely passionless marriage."

"Both of our kids have been through one divorce already, and we don't want to do that to them again. And if you weren't so selfish, you'd know that."

"Oh, were you thinking of your kids when you were fucking me? Who's selfish now, Nora?"

"Fuck you, Pierre. You know that's not fair."

"But, it's true. You were thinking of yourself every time came here late at night. All those hours spent in hotel rooms..."

"Yes, I was selfish. I was also weak. I felt like a neglected, unappreciated housewife. At the time, I thought I deserved a little attention. I wanted to be wanted and needed as something more than just a mom or a loving wife. But, it wasn't worth it."

"Do you really believe that? I mean, really. So, I guess all those nights spent meant nothing to you at all. Well, I think you're delusional if you think I'm going to believe that."

"Are you that arrogant that you can't believe a woman can turn you down?"

"Not when the woman has already tasted the fruit before..." he said as he moved closer to her and stared into her eyes with a lust-filled look. Her heart started to race as he leaned in and kissed her and she didn't try to stop him this time. She wanted to kick herself for even allowing the first kiss to happen. This was not how she wanted things to go, and she felt defeated as she felt his hands on her body. He knew just where to touch her, and she started to cry knowing that she would never get over her addiction to Pierre.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and they broke apart. They stood there with confused looks on their faces. Pierre looked at the clock on the wall and sighed. "Shit..."

"Pierre?" said a female voice from outside the door. "Where did you keep the spare key? Baby, I know I'm a little early, but I just couldn't wait to see you. I wanted you to be the first face I saw when I got back from my trip to Italy." she said. "I hope you're in there...I have an arm full of groceries." she said to herself unaware that they could hear her.

"Answer the door, Pierre." she said in a smug tone. "I want whoever she is to see the real you. Who is she?"

"That's my girlfriend, Veronica..."

"Does she know you cheat on her?" she asked and he didn't answer. "That's what I thought..." she said as she opened the door and to see a young woman with dark curly hair and brown eyes. She seemed to be a little quirky and dressed a little strange.

"Oh, hi...I didn't know Pierre was working today." she said completely oblivious to the fact that her boyfriend was shirtless with another woman instead of working. "I'm Veronica. Normally, I'd shake your hand, but...my arm's full. Excuse me..." she said with an embarrassed smile as she slipped past Nora and went inside. She set the bags down and returned to Pierre's side. "Sorry about that." she said as she extended her hand. "I'm Veronica."

"Nora." she said as she accepted the young girl's hand.

"Nice to meet you. I should put those up..." she said pointing behind her. She gave a quick kiss on the cheek to Pierre and went back into the studio. He looked at Nora, and she arched her eyebrow. "Nice meeting you, Nora."

"Nora..." Pierre said trying to explain himself, but she wasn't hearing it.

"It's over..." Nora said as she walked away. Well, now she truly felt as if she could let him go. She wished she could've told Veronica how Pierre really was, and maybe she'd leave him. She seemed like a nice girl. It was unfortunate that Nora was one of probably many women he cheated on her with.

Now, that it was settled that she was never going back to Pierre, she had to clear a fews things up with Sam. She didn't know why, but she felt she needed to apologize more to him for putting him in the middle of all this. This whole thing probably drastically altered him in a negative way, and she had to fix it. Plus, she had to talk to Casey about dating him again. Although, she knew she couldn't force her daughter to date Sam, she could try to push her in that direction.