“Tiffany, please. Don't do this,” I say to her. “Do what?” she yanks her jeans off the floor and begins putting them back on. Her voice is raised but she doesn’t seem to care. “Leave before I lose the rest of my dignity?” I make the step toward her, closing the distance before cupping her chin.
Caroline As promised, I find Tiffany waiting outside the cafe in the morning sun. I walk to her and eye her while she shakes her head looking stiffly at me. It's not like we are going to start pretending that we like each other now because we obviously don't. I'm here to try to talk some sense
"Like what?" "Can't wait to find out huh?" She arches an eyebrow. "But I do promise it's going to be excruciatingly painful for you. You can count on that!" I call out her bluff. "You had the guts to come over to see Larry in my home—" "Larry is still my husband which technically means his hou
I probably should call him again. That, is, if my next plan fails which I highly doubt. Tiffany was wrong to mess with me and I am going to show her. I call a taxi who takes me to my hotel. I take my bags and check out and then call another cab to take me to the airport. Hours later, I roll my
Adrian I miss her! I don't know if this longing for Tiffany is because she's left me without warning or because I know I might never see her again, at least in the way that we were before. The truth is, when she confronted me with the question of love, I didn't know what to say. It was unex
"Oh?" Tom moves away from where he was. I know this because the baby's cries stop and there's a ruffling of clothes and the speaker of the phone clashing against his ear. When he is stable, his voice comes out slowly. "What happened?" "Let's just say I found out about her past and sort of confront
The smile does not even waver. "Do you have an appointment?" "No," I say. "I'd like to see Tiffany. She is a friend." I doubt I can be classified as a friend with what I've done. I doubt she'll want to see me but I want to try because living without her hurts too much. "She's not in right now
Larry "You are going to give me the right answers whether you like it or not!" I growl at him. I am at the prison where Carlos is currently being held and as with all visitors and prisoners, a glass partition is mostly required before they can converse. But not with me though. I did find a way
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