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
She raises a glass and sips slowly. Then she places it back down on the table. “Larry's mom stopped by the house after you left." I frown. What the hell did she want? I lift the drink to my lips but do not sip from it. For a while, I hold the position, my eyes bright with worry but then I put the
"A while ago," he answers quietly. "I'm here with a few investors but was about to leave before…you know, I saw you." Crossing my arms, I pinch my arm through my sweater, bringing myself back to reality. Could I break the ice? The thing is, now that he's found me here and I've run, I know he will
Tiffany The kiss deepens and Larry circles my neck with one large palm, angling my neck upward so he can claim my lips in his mouth. His kiss is dominant, like he owns me and even though I want to fight this assumption, I don't because I love every bit of it. Larry is an expert kisser that much is
I know the two surest ways of getting a girl —any girl—to be yours. And I might not be perfect at these but I'm pretty certain I've gotten better. The first is to show the need. Like how I've kissed Tiffany and held her and whispered under my breath. The second…well, damn. Why can't I stop thinking







