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
"That's good news," I laugh at the irony of it all. Here I am speaking about weddings being good news while I sulked over mine. So not funny! "I'm hoping it is," Laurene says. For my sake. After I hang up, I keep the phone and wait. Larry knocks at my door a minute later and because we are t
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
It's only now, here, that I realize I haven't told her about the marriage proposal and my choice to go through with it despite wanting to keep a safe distance away from Larry. "I'm getting married," I say, realizing that it sounds real and not something fake as a five-year marriage contract. "
Larry I hadn't planned on meeting her here but at home, in a couple of hours. But the moment I saw her, standing there looking so utterly gorgeous, I knew I wanted to do so much all at once. Now that she's agreed to follow me out to get coffee, I pray silently. I want to be able to get over her. T







