Yet Another Failed Attempt at Journaling...

       So, Sawyer and I went to Italy so she could assess the security needs of Alex's 'house' as he calls it.   It's a fucking castle, but he calls it a house.   We got that done, spent a little time sight seeing, went to a party in Rome...      And that's where things went a little sideways.   Not that it was a bad thing, just unplanned, unexpected.   I just hope she doesn't grow to hate me for it.

       It was hard not to notice her.   The mysterious red head with the stunning green eyes.   Her beauty was ethereal.   We spent a weekend together.  One weekend turned into a week.  A week into a month. A month into several...      And as always, things were enthusiastic.  Biting, clawing, scratching.  I don't think it even dawned on me at the time, though on some deeper level I knew.  Just as I knew it wasn't intentional, I know that as surely as I know the sun will rise.      She never meant for it to be a permanent thing.   She was filled with remorse, but she also taught me everything I needed to know, how to survive in this new... state of being.   I'm not sure to this day if she realizes the hell she's unleashed...

  My other half, my polar opposite.  No matter what time and distance there has been between us, when our orbits are once again in sync, it's all erased.   We pick up exactly where we left off.   No, where have you been, what ... who, have you been doing.   We're not like that. She came to Killigan's, apparently had put a BOLO out on me, which is fitting.   For a moment when her partner, Nick, came in and shouted my name I seriously thought I had perhaps been caught at something.   Immediately my mind went to all the things I ... probably should be arrested for, and then of course I was thankful that Naja's in town, because that woman could literally get the devil off for crimes against humanity and have the judge thank her for doing so... Anyway, Cam is back.   I introduced her to Ash.  The got along very well.  Just as I had expected they would.  Now if I can just get Ryan to stick around long enough, the girls may be able to loos...

  You try to be open, you try to be upfront about your life, your proclivities, and it still doesn't do a damned bit of good.  In the space of ten days, we went from antagonistic, to fucking like minks, to over.   Well, it was a hell of a ride while it lasted.

So I met this chick, Ashley.  She owns a bar on Collins, almost SoBe, but not quite.  She's hot, she's smart, and she can banter with the best of them.  Sadly, it would seem, she can't take what she dishes out. We're in the bar, her, me, and Aaron - cool dude by the way, and she starts asking questions.  I answer them, and maybe like an idiot, I'm honest with her.  She gets upset.  Then she starts this 'survey' of what do we like better, a good girl or a bad girl.  We both told her, basically the same thing.   A good girl, gone bad. That pissed her off.   What pissed her off even more was when Marshall, her security dude came in, having heard most of the conversation, and agreed with us.  Things were still going pretty well, she got over her momentary fit, and decided we both needed a comeuppance.  She dumped ice down Aaron's back and then literally fell down laughing. When she got over it, mostly, she got up, apologized to him - wh...

  What the fuck? Seriously? That's what started the argument between the bastard and myself this time. What's wrong with me? The answer is rather simple, really, and I told him that my biggest, most prevalent problem was being spawned by an egotistical, narcissistic asshole who couldn't see past his own inflated ego long enough to take note of the accomplishments of his only son.

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