LondonThe door clicked shut behind me. The sound loud and meaningful in the dark, quietness of the room. The air between us cackled with electricity as we stared at each other. The moonlight seeping into the room illuminated him in shades and silver. His hair looked darker and his eyes were like two pools of unfiltered desire. "We should shower." I said."We should." He agreed, then he reached for his sleeves and undid the cuffs. I pushed his jacket off my shoulders. He began to undo the buttons of his shirt and I followed suit, taking my clothes off, till we were both in our underwear. Mine, a matching nude and his, black Calvin Klein briefs. He held out his hand to me and I placed mine in his. The difference in the size of our palms made something primal come to life within me. I liked the size difference between us. I liked how standing beside his much larger frame, I always felt safe and protected. Slowly, we made our way to the bathroom.The moment felt sacred and I was lo
London.Waking up cocooned into his body was the best part of my day if I was being honest. I enjoyed it for as long as I could, breathing his natural body smell in. Allowing it to feel my lungs and cloud my senses. Soft sunlight filters through the curtains, creating a warm and cozy vibe in the bedroom. I sighed as I burrowed deeper into his body."Good morning. How did you sleep?" He asks in a raspy voice that does things to my insides. Flashes of the previous night flit through my head and I smile in contentment. "I slept well, all thanks to the big teddy bear I slept with last night." I tease.He chuckled. "I don't think I look anything like a bear. A little bit too less hair." "I don't know what you're talking about. You're my stuffed animal." "Hmmm." I can hear the smile in his voice. I open my mouth to say something else but a sharp pain in my middle leaves me gasping instead. Sin shot up to a seating position immediately. "Are you okay? Babe? What's wrong?" I rubbed my s
London The day was perfect. Me, half asleep cuddled up into Sin's warm body, the curtains drawn, the ceiling fan spinning lazily and Sin, reading a mystery book the concierge brought for him. I could get used to this. Nope. Hell no. I wasn't even going to go there. I corrected myself immediately. I could get used to this- with someone who definitely wasn't Sinclair Donovan-Wells. The thought left a sour taste at the back of my throat though. Refusing to think more about it, I settled back into the semi-conscious state where my mind went peacefully blank. The rythmic thump of Sin's heart under my head was just about to lull me into sleep when an unwelcome knock yanked me back to awareness. I looked up at Sin who had a confused look on his face. "Expecting someone?" I asked."No. Go back to bed. I'll get rid of whoever it is." He dropped a kiss on the top of my head before slipping out of bed. Being in bed felt instantly less appealing without him in it. The only thing that separa
London"Do you want to play a game?" I asked Sin. We were back in bed after the drama with his bitchy assistant had passed. We had both agreed that we wouldn't be opening the door to any other uninvited guests. It was better that way. Our time together was quickly ending and I was eager to maximize every second to the fullest. Our time was running out and my heart was lodged somewhere in my throat. That was how terrified I was. Tell him. The thought flittered again through my head. It had been a recurring thought. One I didn't want to address at all. "No. But you want to, so I'm gonna indulge you." He replied.I chuckle. "How do you know I want to?" "I can read your mind.""You're silly" If he could, he'd have found out the truth and kicked me out on the first day. It would have been a relief. I would have gone home angry at Cath and a little bit embarrassed. Then when Sin had simply been just a really attractive looking man to me and nothing else. "What game do you wanna play?
London."I don't really want to play games anymore," I said."I want to cheer you up, so let's play a game. I want to know, so you have to indulge me." "Okay. What's the game?" "Letters of the alphabet, from A to Z, we'll take turns mentioning a date idea or venue. Like A for aquarium and so on." He said."What does the winner get?" I asked."Shouldn't you be asking what the loser gets? Let the winners worry about what the winner gets." He winked. I rolled my eyes at him. "Oh, shut up. I'll mop the floor with your hide.""I'll believe it when it happens." He booped my nose. I glared at him which only made him laugh. "You're cute." "I hate you." "I love you." I sighed. It didn't matter how many times he said it, it still thrilled me every single time. I could never get tired of hearing him say it. I wondered if Cath felt the same way. I hoped she never missed an opportunity to tell him that she loved him too. Did she though? The question popped into my head unbidden. Had her a
London"I can't think of a single date idea that starts with the letter z," I said."Going to the zoo." He supplied to my eternal consternation. We had been playing for hours. And I had accused Sin multiple times of having researched all his answers earlier. The man was a whizz. I had run into multiple roadblocks and I was sure the amount of points I had lost was way more than the ones I had gotten. Especially as Sin kept bringing up stupid rules that made sure I always had a point deducted even when I was rejoicing about gaining one. He was a shameless crook. "Sin! You could at least pretend like you are as clueless as I am.""And why would I do that?" He scoffed."To make me feel better. I thought you loved me.""I didn't know you were such a sore loser." He laughed. "So you brought up what the loser gets and what the winner gets.""And you didn't say anything. No agreements were made." I argued. "It's my game. And for this game, the rewards are revealed after the act."I gasped
Sinclair It had been niggling at the back of my mind. That singular feeling that something was very wrong. I had been doing my best to push it away. What could possibly be wrong after all? I'd buried my head in the sand because it had all been too good and I hadn't wanted it to end. Who would?I was having the best vacation with the most beautiful woman in the world. A woman who made my heart flip in my chest every single time. I was happy. I was carefree. I had prayed repeatedly that this would never end. As someone who relied on a lot of guts and intuition in the stock business, I had learned to listen to it. If something didn't feel right I dug down and discovered the wrong and backed away. This time around, I hadn't just ignored my gut feeling, I had actively decided that it was wrong. Anything could have been responsible for her changed behavior. This could have been the real her for all I knew. But I was so wrong. So very wrong. The woman who was currently smiling at me lik
SinclairThe worst part about the whole thing was finally seeing the significant differences between the two women. It was scary to note how I, who had always prided myself on my high intelligence had been so easily duped. I felt like a big, bumbling idiot.I found myself watching her more closely, cataloging every laugh and smile. Watching for those quirks that were very uncathleen-like. Now that I was actively searching for it, the differences between them were jarringly obvious.I had thought Cathleen hadn't been talking about work because she was dedicated to this vacation, but turned out that this woman wouldn't know where to start in talking about Cathleen's work.Why did they do it?Was Cathleen just simply done with me? Was this some kind of test? My blood boiled at the thought.And what the hell was Cathleen doing in Tokyo? Was she seeing someone else? The thought made me laugh because I was also practically seei