Sinclair I couldn’t believe I had been so stupid as to have just left Cath… no… London alone like that. I had to get used to referring to her as Cath in public and London in my head so I wouldn’t mistakenly reveal my knowledge of the truth too soon. What had I been thinking? I could just imagine how she had felt coming back to the room and not finding me. The thought made my chest feel tight and achy. What had her tears meant though? Had she been sad about being abandoned? Or sad about being abandoned by me? I would like to imagine it was the second one, but how could I tell? I wanted to just ask her, get everything out in the open and stop hitting my head against the wall over this whole situation. It was bound to drive my crazy sooner than later. “Sleeping already?” I whispered when she had been silent for too long. “No.” she slurred sleepi

London"Do you want me to pour you a drink?" He motioned at my empty glass."Please, thank you," I said. I took a sip of the thing after he had poured it and promptly spit it out. "What?" He laughed. "It's mango. It's gross." He threw his head back and roared with laughter. "What did you think it was?" "Uhm. Orange juice! Like normal people drink and sane people serve. This shit tastes like being stranded on a tropical island." I griped.Sin took my cup and gulped down the disgusting drink. I shuddered with revulsion. "Eww." He shrugged easily. "Your loss.""On the contrary Mr Donovan-Wells," I argued. "Yuck." A moment later I felt eyes digging into me and I looked up to discover that he was still giving me that curious look, like he was trying to figure something out. I avoided his eyes as my life depended on it, facing my breakfast and eating it with the concentration of someone trying

LondonI slipped into a lilactwo-piecee bathing suit while Sin was still in the bathroom laughing and being generally annoying. It wasn't really a surprise that Cath's luggage didn't have a single pair of shorts. For someone who had been heading for a vacation in a resort, there were entirely too many dresses and pants in her luggage and I didn't even blame her assistant who had sounded like a sassy teenager the one time we had talked over the phone. The closet in Cath's apartment hadn't exactly been bursting with fancy vacation clothes. Not even a single jean in sight.Cath needed an intervention, or someone to come and unshove the stick out of her ass. With a shrug, I went digging in my second set of luggage, AKA Sin's bags. "That had better not be an Albright rifling through my things." He said, voice full of amusement. I looked over my shoulder to see him standing a few steps away clad in only a towel around his hips. I followed the trail of water that dripped from his hair and

SinclairI cannot shake the feeling that London had no idea what I was talking about when I talked about her sister’s job. Her reaction was definitely strange. She had looked at me the same way she had been when I had talked about my job. I wondered if she hadn’t reasoned that Cathleen would know all about my job. But that wasn’t the surprising part, it was the attentive look as I had told her what her sister’s company did. There was no way two people as close as they were, and they were definitely close judging by the fact that Cathleen had put her up to this, didn’t know what the other did for work. I brushed the odd thought away because it made no sense. A person wouldn’t impersonate another without having complete information about the other. There was something more going on and once I got my hands on the real Cathleen, I was going to drag out every word of the truth from her. “They&rsquo

London “Congratulations!” Someone said. I reluctantly pulled away from Sin’s body to see a couple standing closer to us than the other smiling spectators. They are both young, probably in their early twenties. The man has dark hair and the woman has flaming red hair and a face full of freckles. She beamed at me. “Gage proposed right here yesterday. There’s something in the air, huh?” I laughed. “congratulations to you two too.” I didn’t mention that it wasn’t my first proposal. The previous one didn’t count to me. It felt like it had happened eons ago even though it hadn’t even been up to a week. It was crazy to think that a few days ago, Sin had been a stranger to me. Now, he was an essential part of my life. “I’m Jen. He’s Gage.” I heard Sin sigh exasperatedly behind me. “He’s Sin, I’m Ca-&ldq