He knew where he needed to go. Making the necessary arrangements, he walked back out of Britin, back to the airport. But he didn't leave before faxing his itinerary to Jennifer.
Jennifer was tired—it had been a long day, and she was ready to go home, but the fax interrupted her thoughts. Looking at the screen, she saw Brian and Justin's number. Maybe it was Brian, wanting to clarify things. But taking one look at the paper that had come in, she knew—
Justin had gone to Paris.
Justin sighed and leaned back in his seat. Where had he gone wrong? He thought of Babylon, and the night Brian finally confessed his love. Maybe now that he was headed for the City of Love, he might find someone who would actually be glad to have his love—who would give him what he so needed!
Paris—just what the doctor ordered to take your mind off a love gone wrong. Justin took in the sights, tasted the wonderful food—even found the local scene, where he indulged in a few tricks. But—it wasn't worth it if Brian wasn't there to share it all!