Tiffany "Larry?" I don't know what else to say except that I hadn't been expecting his call. I am beginning to think that this is a dream or a figment of my own imagination when his voice comes back in a whisper. "Tiffany…" It's just the way he calls my name now that reminds me of the time w
Adrian had called earlier to tell me not to come into work after he heard that I was sick and had been taken to the hospital. I still haven't told anyone about the poison and the man who'd kidnapped me. I don't want to bother anyone but there are some times when I wonder if he will come to find me
I look up at him and think about laughing. He has got a pretty serious look etched on his face which makes me want to laugh but I stop myself at the last minute. "I don't know her," I say. When we landed, I had stopped by a coffee shop and gotten coffee from a woman named Kat to calm my nerves. S
Tiffany I am well aware I will be staying here for just a week or two but I find the kitchen space below standard. The lack of space to keep things prompts me to call the agent who takes the call after the third ring. His voice is spirited almost as if he has been expecting the call for such a l
He scans the entire kitchen and then steps closer to where the cabinet is supposed to be. "Yes I can see that." I nod my head and take a step backward. "Alright," I say to him. "I'll leave you to it. I'll just be in the living room if you need anything." He does not look at me when I say this. H
"It's great," he says, interrupting my thoughts, as he takes another sip. "Did you make this yourself?" I don't know if he means what he says about the lemonade but I tell myself almost immediately that I do not care. I answer, "I did, yes. Please have a seat." But instead he slips outside an
Caroline While I am at Larry's place, I find out that he's the one who made sure I didn't get a movie deal I had been working on. We start arguing about it and because I am just too upset, I storm out of his house without letting him say anything or defend himself. Because, obviously, there seem
The place is dark despite the sun outside. In the kitchen, there is an already opened can of Pepsi on the counter top. The hallway is bright but not so much. I can tell now that Larrylikes the dark. Well, I know he does but since he's been living with our son, he's kept things bright. As he is h
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