Mag-log inBy 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
"Don't say that, Tiffany!" "Then what would you have me say? I don't want to get married to a man like you for goodness sake!" He sighs and rakes a hand through his hair. "Please just think about it, will you?" "Larry…" "I'll…stop meddling in your personal life," he says gently. "Just please
In the morning, I woke up with a pounding headache. I should never drink again, jeez! I find Larry outside on the porch, anger in his eyes. "What happened last night?" He asks. I shrug. "Went out for drinks." "You're still my son's nanny," he says. I roll my eyes at him and shake my head. "H
…………... Gerald Larry Kensington…………… I was short of words when she asked me that question. It was difficult to reply to her and I didn't seem to know the reason behind it. ''Why can't you give me an answer?" She asked, staring deep into my eyes. The atmosphere became awkward. I breathed out and
.…..Tiffany Lawrence…… I gulped hard, my palms sweaty, remembering the incident that happened. I rushed to Larry, "Larry, please let's leave this place, I don't feel comfortable", I said, inhaling and exhaling in rhythm. He cupped my face, "Tiffany what's wrong? You don't look well" "I…I saw M







