One Last Time Novels & Stories

“That would take a long time to explain. Just know that this will be the last time you see me.” That meant what she no it could to go back or no Could I go back? “But what if we have more questions?” I blurted out. “Will you be able to come back if I text you again?” “The phone only works once,” she explained. “You can send a message to this number, but I won't receive it. As I he said before, this will be the last turn what you you will see me. My powers will not allow me to return.”

I didn't. "For what it's worth," he said, quiet, close now, "I don't think this happens twice. Whatever this actually is between us — I've been trying to find the right words for it for months, and I keep landing on the same thing. Once in a lifetime. That's what this is. That's what you are." I felt the words land somewhere I hadn't fully guarded in a long time. "Once in a lifetime," I repeated, testing the shape of it, finding that it fit exactly as well as he'd made it sound. "Yeah. I think that's right."

ᴵ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᵇʳⁱᵈᵍᵉ, ˢᵒ ʳᵉᶠʳᵉˢʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵀʰᵉ ᵇʳᵉᵉᶻᵉ ᵇˡᵒʷˢ ᵐʸ ᵉᵇᵒⁿʸ ʰᵃⁱʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵒⁿᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ ˢᵗᵉᵖ, ˡ'ˡˡ...

" I say while smiling. " please April? Just one last time." She says while tears threaten to escape. The way she says " one last time" reminds me of the fate that my parents will be subjected to tomorrow. This is the last time they will ever hold me, the last time I will ever hear them talk and this is the last time I will be with them before I lose them to the cluthes of death. This is last time I do anything with my parents and it's all my fault!

I saw a hint of desperation on his face, desperation to talk to me after what had happened. Noah was so eager to have one last talk with me, that he suggested something. “If you don’t feel safe alone with me anymore, I understand. We can still talk while everyone is still here. I don’t mind. Just please, give me another chance. Listen to what I would say, just this once.” Since the idea wasn’t that bad, I agreed. “This will be the last time, and you have five minutes.” Noah felt relieved and smiled. “That will work. Thank you.”

Everyone said my wife, Zoey Harper, was an amazing wife and mom who'd do anything for me and our son, Leo. Leo's doctor warned us three times that he might not make it. Then he died. Zoey claimed she was overseas for work. She wasn't. She'd invited Peter Cole—the first love she'd never gotten over—and his family to our apartment for dinner. I came home carrying Leo's urn, ready to confront her. Instead, she tossed my luggage into the hall. "We have guests, and we're out of rooms. Go stay somewhere else for a few days."

Just once Can we find a way to finally make it right? Make the magic last for more than just one night I know we could break through it If we could just get to it just once... I want to understand Why it always comes back to goodbye Why... can't we get ourselves in hand? And admit to one another We're no good without each other Take the best and make it better Find a way to stay together Just once... Can we find a way to finally make it right? Whoah Make the magic last for more than just one night Know we could break through it

But no one comes for me. Eventually, I understand. I keep trying to run from it, but what is the use? I wipe my face with shaking hands and force myself to stand. My legs wobble, but I stay upright. I swallow hard and stare at the space where my father had been. “This is the last time,” I whisper, my voice hoarse. “The last time you will ever see me cry.” This time, I know it’s true. ~~~ The car slows as another song by Lana del Rey comes to an end.

"We have just one hot night together and I give up on you forever, what do you say?" I wrenched my eyes away from her glorious body and tried to calm the arousal going around my body. "Stop this Bianca. You're crazy if you'll think I'll have sex with you one last time. Just take your bag and leave before we both do something we'll regret." She chuckled, palming her full breast in one hand and I winced in pain. "Just one last time Daniel and I promise to leave your life forever. I just want you for one last time and I'll walk away, I swear."

This is so wrong—* But maybe I could be weak one more time. Maybe I could let myself have this, just once more, before I had to let him go forever. *Last time,* I promised myself desperately. *Just the last time, and then I'll—* Adrian's eyes flew open.