Love, Lipstick and Lies by Katie Price Page B

family who met him really liked him as well. Even when there is a language problem you can still get a good sense of what someone is like and Leo had lovely manners when he was introduced to people, was a real gentleman. He seemed charming and outgoing.
    Most importantly of all, when he finally met Junior and Princess he was good with them. He was good with Harvey too. I’ve said it before: any man who wants to be with me, first and foremost has to be good with my children. If they’re not interested, then it doesn’t matter how much I like them, they are never going to be part of my life. All I want, and all I have ever wanted, is to create a secure, happy family unit.
    Leo also had a playful side and liked bantering with me and teasing me, though of course we were limited by the language barrier. He seemed easygoing and up for a laugh. You have to have that in a relationship, I think. It felt right to be with him, and I believed it would be amazing, if only we could speak the same language. Back then I was optimistic and thought that when he learned English our relationship would have a brilliant future.
    Leo also shared my love of riding – the first man I had ever had a relationship with to do that. I soon learned that it was not a good idea to let him loose on my very expensive dressage horses, though, as he had a ride on Wallace, one of my favourites, and let’s just say it didn’t go well. Dressage horses are so finely tuned and used to responding to certain very specific commands. Leo was a confident rider, who had been riding all his life, but he was more used to galloping across the plains, or whatever they have in Argentina. It was a miracle Wallace didn’t buck him off.
    I got the impression Leo was quite posh and came from a good family and again I hoped that he hadn’t Googled me or he might be in for a bit of a surprise on that score … Such a lot of shocking stuff has been written about me over the years, a hell of a lot of which is completely made up shit, but once it’s on the web, it’s out there for everyone to read.
    Leo was easily the best-looking guy I had ever been with. He was a beautiful man and dressed really well, in just the style I liked, young and on trend. But it wasn’t just about his looks. It was how he made me feel … and he made me feel so good. He was always hugging and kissing me, which I love, and paying me attention. I think I really needed that after what I’d been through with Alex. I know I’m insecure and want to be loved, but at the same time I can be a nightmare because I’m fiercely independent. What can I say? I’m a complex woman! A typical Gemini.
    One weekend during Leo’s visit I decided we should all get away to the country, ideally in the middle of nowhere, a place the paps couldn’t track us down. I booked a log cabin for myself, Leo and my gay Mafia – Gary, Phil, Royston and Nick – along with my sister and her boyfriend. ‘One lady and four campers,’ I joked to Gary, not forgetting my gorgeous, fit, new boyfriend. I think Gary was expecting some kind of glamorous spa retreat, which was so typical of him. He’s such a neat freak and hates getting dirty. I love being in the countryside, but my friends are city types – it made me crack up as we all stumbled around in the woods, in the pitch dark, trying to locate the cabin. We were winding each other up, saying it was like The Blair Witch Project , but the fact was you could hear traffic in the distance. We were not starring in our own horror movie.
    We had a great time. It was still hard trying to have a conversation with Leo, and we had to rely on Google Translate, which didn’t always get the meaning across, but I did feel this intense bond between us. We were very physical with each other, and not just in the bedroom. I think we were like that to compensate for the fact we couldn’t tell each other how we felt.
    But throughout his visit, I had this nagging feeling of sadness as I knew he