Tiffany "You are lucky Larry isn't back from his trip," Caroline says stiffly. "He's taking the next flight back but you better be gone before he arrives. He's fuming. And he's hell bent on having you locked." "That's a lie," I say but deep down, the thought that it might be true sickens me. In
"It isn't important," I say. "I'll tell you tomorrow." She looks at my wet clothes and bag and shaks her head. "Do you want to rest now?" "I'm fine." "I made dinner," Amila calls out of the kitchen. Laurene rolls her eyes and slips her hands into mine as we head to the kitchen. True to her
"So you took him to the mall, got a message from me and went to the parking underground lot only to be hit in the head and Larry taken?" Laurene asks. I nod. "Can I see the message?" She asks. "Because I swear I never sent a text." I pass her the phone and lean my head back. She reads the tex
Tiffany I curl up in bed and think back to a few days ago when we had gone to the resort. * * * A few days before “Know what?” he says to me. “Let’s get you a bath first and then I’ll tell you about the surprise I have for you" “I don’t need you to tell me what to do,” I tell him, laughing
I watch him drain the tub before standing and dabbing my body with a towel. His moves are gentle and raw and as he does so, the complaint dies on the tip of my tongue. I only know that I am here with this man, clinging to him because I want to and because he makes me feel safe with him. He takes
I tiptoe to the bed where he’s placed the dress and pick it up. I drop the towel and stand with feet apart. I notice him watching, his eyes focused plainly on my nakedness and it should upset me but I’m doing it on purpose. If it’s my body he wants, then, of course, I can make him drop his barricade
Larry The phone call from Caroline should have made me upset but when she first called, I didn't believe her. I don't even know why I picked up when I noticed that she was the one calling. But when she told me about Tiffany kidnapping my son and all of that, I hadn't been bothered. Still, I had
"Where is my son?" I ask her. She starts crying, saying that she doesn't know because she's a victim too. "Please just…tell me where my son is," I say. "How could you do that to us?" "Larry I…." Then the line goes dead. Did she hang up on me or is just the network? I try calling back but no
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