Sinclair“This is your last drink for the day. I mean it this time baby.” I warned as I handed her the colorful mixture. I kicked myself for even letting her have another. It was unfortunate that I couldn’t ever say no to London Albright. Who would be able to say no to that pouty lip and twinkling eyes? “Have I ever told you I love you?” She dragged herself up to a sitting position with great effort. I turned away to hide my grin. Watching her get thrashed at beach ball was now one of my favorite memories of this vacation. London was a sore loser, shockingly clumsy, and very non athletic. It was a big, hot, bowl of a disaster and I had lived for every second of it. “once or twice.” I teased. “won’t mind hearing it more often though.” “I feel like someone took a sledgehammer to every part of my body.” She said.She was also the most dramatic woman on earth.The music suddenly began to pump out and surround us. Pop music with catchy beats. “I love this song!.” She jumped to her fee

Sinclair The walk back to the room was full of London's drunk ramblings. She talked fast about everything under the sun, hardly leaving any chance for me to get in a word edge-wise. I frankly didn't mind. I enjoyed hearing her talk, I was just worried that she was being so loud and was going to wake someone up or burst my eardrums. One of the two.She insisted on walking every time she slipped and almost fell and I made another attempt to carry her. When she almost fell the fourth time, I gritted my teeth in frustration and swung her up into my arms amidst her loud protests, and carried us back to the hut. The journey was easier once she wasn't walking on her own two feet in haphazard lines and in a blink, I was at our temporary home. I looked at it for a moment before I walked in. I would miss it when we left, it had begun to feel more like a home to me than my five-bedroom, penthouse apartment in New York which I had selected out of a catalog that I had barely glanced at and spe

Sinclair. I hadn't meant to eavesdrop, to be honest. I was a full-grown man, eavesdropping was for children and undisciplined people. I was neither. I just wanted to check on her. Make sure she wouldn't fall and hit her head or something worse. She had been unsteady on her feet as she walked to the bathroom and now there was a suspicious silence that made my body cold with fright. The door had been locked from the inside. "Ba-" my words trailed off when I heard her voice. I frowned in confusion, wondering who she was talking to."I'm sorry, I can't. Sin won't let me leave his sight. He'll insist on coming along, and what logical reason would I have for entering someone's hotel room in a town where I don't know anybody."  I heard her say.It hit me then, like a freight train, that she was talking to her sister, the real Cath. I recalled her trying to retrieve her phone last night and ne wrestling it out of her hands and

LondonDinner was wonderful, the music at the background making it even more perfect. Conversation flowed easily between sin and I and the food was marvelous. The place was considerably small but the atmosphere was easy and full of excitement. The musicians were talented and when a woman had climbed up the stage to sing Minnie Riperton's lovin' you, the place had fallen into stunned silence followed by a deafening round of applause and Sin's mouth brushing against the inside of my wrist and then my palm. He had been doing that gesture a lot, of recent and I couldn't help but wonder what it meant. Or maybe I was just too suspicious for my own good and there was no big meaning attached to it. I couldn't quite shake the feeling though, that I was missing something of significance. I was a bit distracted and I hoped Sin couldn't tell. My dinner, though tasty was settling in my stomach like a pile of rocks. I was suddenly feeling queasy and I wondered if it was something I had eaten. I h

London I stared at the door where my sister had just walked out from.It felt like she had taken all the warmth away from the restroom and it left me confused. I sighed and looked around, wringing my hands. I tried to steady my breath. I ran my sweaty hands down my dress and stared at my reflection. I knew I was supposed to leave the restaurant through the back door like Cathleen’s assistant had planned but I just didn't have it in me to walk out.“Is it really over?” I asked my reflection. The toilet beside me flushed and I jumped. A lady came out and smiled at me. I struggled to smile back. She walked closer to the mirror and touched up her makeup. I stood a few feet away from her, I knew what to do but I still felt confused.“I'm having an anniversary date with my husband today.” She said out of the blue.I blinked at her, confused until I realized that she was talking to me. “Oh. Congratulations.” I forced cheer into my tone but she smiled like she knew it was fake.“I have the