"Maybe I didn't get the message clear," he says to me. "And you didn't call?" I ask. He frowns. "I'm quite tired of the arguments and the back and forth. Do you know how you left?" How...?" I pause. I don't think there is a need for further questions. But he answers nonetheless. "You looked
Tiffany My boss, Adrian, comes to pick me up in the morning because he says he has somewhere to show me. He takes me to a cafe where the barista starts flirting with him in front of me. She even lowers herself to eye level with her buttons undone just to catch his attention, which infuriates m
Outside, he slips his fingers in mine and holds me in place. "What do you think of this place? If I asked you to come with me again, would you?" I do not hesitate. "They have good coffee. I would." The look he gives to me is new and tasteful. When he looks at me now, it seems like we can becom
In a way, my body slumped against the seat resembles that of a concertina. Larry used to say he loved my body. It hadn't been good enough to make him stay. "I'm sure you weren't used to being turned down," I say to him. He shakes his head. "I was younger then and stupid too. I was an asshole
Adrian Being vulnerable in front of anyone has always been a problem for me but with Tiffany, she makes it feel like floating. I don’t know if this is what true love feels like but I know for a certainty that Tiffany can make my knees go weak just by looking at her. Her body is perfect and the
She nods and then I let her go. She does not move away from me. Instead, she keeps standing and watching me and I can’t tell what she is thinking. Finally, she shakes her head and moves out of the way. In my car, I go over the rehearsed lines again. I have never felt this happy and free with a per
I laugh but I am nervous. I only hope she does not notice this now. “Tangerines symbolize real likeness. If someone offers to peel tangerines with you and gives you slices off of it, then the relationship will be honest and real. I’d like that, Tiffany, with you.” I like this woman. It is a feel
Flynn I have a dream that I am falling head first to the ground and when I wake up, the feeling of being constantly watched gets to me. I know it's not possible in this city, but I can never be too careful. My brother has told me I have a staggering form of paranoia, but I know that it's untrue.
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