Larry I am happy. Or maybe the thought that I should be makes me feel giddy but when I take my son from school and we do his homework together, I don't have to fight the panic surging in my chest. If what I have heard from Carlos is true, then I do not need Caroline to be anywhere near my son.
Right now, I don't know what I will do to Caroline or my parents when I want to confront them but for now, those aren't as important as getting Tiffany to want me back. The next day, my son and I drove to the airport where we bid the next flight to see Tiffany. It's mid-afternoon when we end up
He nods solemnly. "It seems you don't fully understand what I am getting out, Larry but I'll let you go. My wild guess is that Caroline probably did more than we already know which sinks deep into why Tiffany was poisoned and was threatened." "Tiffany was threatened?!" I almost yell. "Yes and by
Tiffany I see Larry walk to meet me and we hug. I stand back to look at him, realizing that he's dressed so well and he smells so nice. I have missed him. "Hey, you," I said to him. "Tiffany," he says, and seems not to know what to do exactly with his hands. "How are you? You look really beau
Above the awning is a broken neon sign and in the comfort of this shoddy place, I bring it up. “You work at Insurance?” He nods. “I do,” he says, eyeing me. “By the way, your sister makes the worst jokes.” I smile dutifully but I can tell that he is vastly uncomfortable being here with me.
Not in his body, big and delicate, but in the way his feet press lightly against the ground like they are dreams he does not want to thread on. I pause after a while and turn back to him. “Coming or not?” “I am,” he cries out and runs instead of walking. In the darkness, it is hard to see him
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
"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
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