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
SinclairThis thing was messing with my head. I felt like somebody who had been thrown into a dark cave, stumbling and falling over and over again as I tried to find my way out. What I needed to do was step back and evaluate this whole situation. To do that, I needed space from her. Everything in me rebelled at the thought, so used to her presence and so hungry for it. I didn't want her away from my sight for even a second, but I couldn't continue with the push and pull, my mind felt like it had been split down the middle, each side becoming two different entities of their own and having a clash in opinion. I needed to sit down and think, I couldn't afford to make any rash decisions at the moment. I couldn't lose her. She wasn't mine to lose in the first place, I reminded my subconscious. With that thought came the sickening thought that she had a life out there I knew nothing about and she may have a boyfriend or a husband for all I knew. A surge of rage like nothing I had ever
LondonIt wasn't just my imagination that Sin was acting differently. The long stares I could chalk up to nothing. The strained smiles and the stilted conversations were far from nothing. Something was wrong and I didn't know what it was.He had been the one to bring up the idea of taking a stroll down the beach, then he had pointed out that it wasn't dark enough yet. The last thing I wanted to do was walk on the beach at night. But then, maybe it'd be romantic.Or maybe some slimy sea creature will slither out and curl around my leg. I shuddered."Let's have dinner at the cafeteria." He said.I looked down at my outfit, a black sweatpants I had pilfered from his wardrobe and rolled the waist to keep it up and a brown cardigan. "I'm not dressed for dinner." I pointed out. I was dressed for the cool breeze of the beach, and I had on a sexy white one-piece bathing suit. "Let's go back to the room and have dinner brought up. We can order a bot
LondonWhen I couldn't stand being alone and miserable anymore, I pushed away my half-eaten food in disgust and decided to head back to the room. I wondered if I should get Sin something for his headache. With that thought in mind, I headed for the front desk where one of the resort servers stood.I ended up getting spaghetti and meatballs for him, along with some over-the-counter medicine. I grabbed the food before the server could, thanked him for his service, and insisted on carrying it by myself to our hut when he tried to take it from me.With a bright smile, I headed for the hut.I knew it was empty before I even entered. Sin's presence was heavy and apparent even from far away. I could feel his energy even when he stood far from me, like some kind of radio signal that only I was tuned in to. It started as tingles in my spine and shot down to make bubbles in my belly before exploding into fireworks in my ovaries.I didn't know e
SinclairI found myself unable to stay in the room without her. It felt too empty and desolate without her presence, so I decided to go down to the beach where other people were.On my way there, I was stopped by the receptionist at the front desk."Excuse me Mr Donovan-Wells, a package from New York arrived for you." She said, holding out a brown envelope for me.The back of the envelope had Donovan-Wells and New York written on it, nothing else. I picked it up quizzically. I hadn't been expecting any information, so I assumed it was from and about work. I frowned. The last thing I wanted to do and worry about right then was work. My head was a jumbled mess and I couldn't be trusted with important decision making at that moment. My cognitive skills lay shattered somewhere between finding out I was with a clone and I may have feelings for that clone."Thank you." I folded it and tucked it into my pocket before continuing on my way.The beach
LondonThere was nothing I didn't try to occupy myself with. Nothing worked. Every activity feels like a punishment without Sin. I didn't know how long had passed since I had gotten back to the room and discovered him missing. I didn't want to have to call the front desk and ask if he had left. That would be embarrassing as hell.And also, I didn't want to hear the truth if he had gone. I didn't know what I would do. But as time crawled by, I had to face the reality that maybe he wasn't coming back. He was so done with my elusive ass. He had set up this wonderful vacation from us and done his best to make him happy and all I did was act crazy, uncultured, and skittish about sexual activities.A horrible thought suddenly occurred to me.Oh my God, had sex with me been that bad?Never feel that you are anything less than the most important person in my life. Everything I've ever done for you is because I wanted to and enjoyed