LOGINBy 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
. . . . . . . Tiffany Lawrence . . . . . . . . . As I walked out of the skyscraper, thoughts swirled around my head. Thoughts about Larry, about him claiming to have a son. I know it wasn't my business to know it but, what happened to his son's mother? Was there something I was missing here? He i
..,........Gerald Larry Kensington……… I noticed how Tiffany took a long time at the entrance. I asked her who was at the door but she was silent. It seemed she talked to the person. I felt relieved as Carlos strode into the dining room. Tiffany headed to her room, she didn't want to disrupt our pr
. . . . Gerald Larry Kensington . . . . . . . I couldn't help the feeling inside me after receiving that call from Tiffany. She agreed to take care of Larry. I offered to go pick her up and looked forward to doing that. At 4:32 p.m, I was pulling up into her driveway when I spotted her at the f
. . . . . . . . . . . . I thought about what Lauren said throughout my stay at the grocery store. She was right about everything and I didn't know why I couldn't take the job. I thought about calling Amila and telling her first before calling Larry. It was a dead end, she didn't pick up. At som







