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 runs to meet me and grabs my arm. I turned around to look at her and noticed that she had tears in her eyes mixed in with the rain. I know that she's a total pretender, but this just feels so real. It just feels like I am truly hurting her and my heart starts to bleed because of just that.
He lifts his head at me, as though too stunned to speak. But then the next thing he does is to push me hard against the wall and circle my neck with his hands. For a split second all I can do is panic. I dig my nails into the skin of his hands, trying to free myself from his hold but he is relentles
"Yes," he sighs deeply. "But I am asking you." "It's been good," I nod. "Except for Allysa though. She left with you and came back alone. There has been rumors." He nods too like he had been expecting that from me. Then he just shakes his head. "I'll explain later. I just wanted to hear how thin
Tiffany "Larry?" I don't know what else to say except that I hadn't been expecting his call. I am beginning to think that this is a dream or a figment of my own imagination when his voice comes back in a whisper. "Tiffany…" It's just the way he calls my name now that reminds me of the time w







