"Any lady who could win my brother's heart and make him melt the way you did deserves so much," Tim laughs, and the others do too. "Oh, it's difficult," Tiffany puts a hand against her chest. "Adrian is hard to deal with." "Tell us about it," my father says laughing. He means it as a joke, I kno
Still, I want to tell her all about me. I want to lay all the pieces down for her to see. "There was a girl," I say. She plops an elbow on the counter, waiting. "I loved her but then she went away with someone else." "It's typical," Tiffany says. “Perhaps there wasn't any tangible connecti
Caroline I shouldn't be here! That's right! I know this for a fact and yet I am here and I am going to see this to the end. It's how I am. It had taken me a while to find out about Tiffany and then imagine my surprise when I learned of the top model being my arch nemesis. Tiffany isn't suppose
“There is a model, fairly new, who works for your company. You should fire her." He arches his eyebrow and tilts his head to the side as if cautiously studying me. "You want me to fire one of my models?" He asks again like he doesn't understand or hasn't heard me before. I ignore his bewilde
I have heard when Tiffany told me about working for the Kensington. I even felt her hesitation when she told me about her past love and I had suspected back then that there was something she wasn't telling me but even then, I had pretended to care. But now…this doesn't feel right at all. I don
Larry Some years ago… Caroline comes over to spend a few days with me. It's something I've wanted but I don't think we've ever talked about it. The thing about me and Caroline is that we can communicate without saying anything. Sometimes I pretend we have portals or wormholes in her heart wh
Caroline laughs. The laughter rings out in the space and Carlos joins her. She says, "Oh, Larry is a darling." "Is he now?" Carlos says as he lets her go. I think about how amazing it is that Caroline can make anyone feel comfortable enough; that she has molded herself to be accommodating to th
"Caroline isn't from around here," Carlos says. "She told me she's from LA. Are you comfortable with long distances?" This is the question that has continued to plague me for a while now; knowing that she might have to leave soon and we'd somehow have to get used to seeing each other behind phone
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