I squirmed, realizing I slept off when he went out. I had planned to have sex with him when he suggested we should sleep together. I grumbled. I chuckled, remembering when he said I smelled. I thought he meant a bad smell. I had to spray my perfume all over my room. I shouldn't have pretended to s
Tiffany Oh my goodness! I push back away from the door, frightened by the intruder. His smirk gives him an eerie feel but it is the way his eyes scan my entire body that sends shivers down my spine. I can't breathe and as much as I want this feeling of dread to seep out of me, I know that this i
"What else scares you?" I ask, realizing we've never talked about things like these before. Little Larry sits upright too and knits his fingers in front of him. His eyes scan the room like he's seeing it for the first time before settling on my face. "I get scared that you'll leave," he tells m
"I don't want her to see this mark." He steps right to me and holds me close. "What…what do you want, Larry?" I whisper and swallow. "I want you," he says. "I want all of you." His lips come down hard and fast against mine. He tastes salty like underwater currents; like I am being taken on
Tiffany Larry wants to get married? With who? Why? I don't know what to think anymore. If Larry gets married, then I'd have to leave. Because seeing Larry with some other lady will become too much for me to single-handedly bear. Yes, I know that he doesn't want a relationship with him, but hea
"Don't say that, Tiffany!" "Then what would you have me say? I don't want to get married to a man like you for goodness sake!" He sighs and rakes a hand through his hair. "Please just think about it, will you?" "Larry…" "I'll…stop meddling in your personal life," he says gently. "Just please
I know Nancy from when I worked as a waitress. She would come often and we'd talk and laugh and forget about the flaws of the world. When she calls me now, I am reminded of that memory and without thinking, I blurt out, "I'm getting married." I have gone straight for the neck. I wince hard even th
Larry I make my way to the kitchen and put the kettle back on the gas. Behind me, I hear footsteps and know that it's Tiffany. I don't turn to look at her for fear that if I do, she'll realize I've been holding my breath. There's no denying the physical tension in the room when we are together
By having him so close to me again, I feel like I can become someone good enough for both of us. "Just be careful around him," Madeline says. "I know you…Tiffany. Please be careful." "I shouldn't fall in love with him?" I tease because we both know that I am hopelessly in love with Larry who is
I square my shoulders and look at her dead in the eyes. “I don’t care about anything else, Sweets. I want you to be someone I can be myself with. I want to protect you, love you, and ache for you. I want to be the man that you seek for. Please let me be that for you…for us.” Is This Real?
Larry I pass her the chocolates and she opens it and takes one out. She bites from it and closes her eyes to savor the sweet taste. “Do you like it?” I ask. She nods. “You have good taste. Try it with me, Larry.” We sit together on the couch in the living room and I take one of the chocolat
I actually atop breathing and a shiver runs down my spine when I hear this because, somehow, I know it might be the truth and me clinging onto old memories and what ifs and maybes are because I can’t get over leaving again. “Hard truth, Tiffany?” Laurene asks but she doesn’t wait for an answer. “
I raise my cup and lean forward. We are sitting in a circle so it makes it easy for me to look from either of the friends here with me. “What should we toast to?” Laurene licks her lips and raises her glass too. “To us being the most creative friends on the East Coast.” “To our reunion!” Brynn s
Tiffany I go to visit Laurene at her place to tell her about what has been happening. "I don't support you leaving Adrian for whatever you are doing!" She says to me. "Is that why you gave him my number and where to find me?" I ask. I'm still angry that she did but when I ask this, I am not r
"That is lovely," she says and we kiss again. It feels like this is the best life. I leave her house and go home. I am happy with how everything is turning out to be that for a while I seem to have forgotten about Caroline's cheating and her hurting our son until she shows up at my house the n
"And the divorce papers you sent?" She asks with a rather sharp tone. "That hurt me. What about it? What are we to do with that?" "Tear it up," I say. "I can't stand a minute with you, sweets. Forgive me and stay with me." I take her to my car and drive her home. On the drive home, we are silent
Larry Tiffany kisses me and it takes all of my willpower not to slam her into me and kiss her with all of my pent-up emotions. I miss her dearly and having her so close to me only ignites the longing and doubles it too. After she breaks the kiss, we stand apart just breathing in each other's s