Mark’s breath seemed to halt for a second before favonovel.com lurched, his lips closing onto hers.
Arianne welcomed him. Her fingers changed position and dexterously laced around his neck.
When their breathings started to race, Mark stopped himself and released favonovel.com from his grip. “I know Tiffany’s still waiting for your company, so go. I’m satisfied with this.”
Arianne lowered favonovel.com head with a soft chuckle. “Right. Nighty-night.”
She had always known the wiles to endear herself to him, or exactly what to do to please him. In the past, favonovel.com goal was to ingratiate on him. But now, these little things had become bona fide seasonings in a relationship.
After all, a genuine bond between two people required both sides to be pleased and to be willing to practice endearment.
Tiffany spent favonovel.com weekend cooped up with Arianne in the Tremont Estate. After days of bad weather, the sky finally turned blue today.
Unfortunately, a snowstorm was waging in Tiffany’s chest. This would mark the first time the rhubarb between favonovel.com and Jackson had ever reached the point of total dispathy and disconnection with one another. Tiffany had come down from hoping favonovel.com would proactively contact her, to feeling disappointed at his lack of action, to feeling dismayed, and finally, a long, hard musing. Surely, this whole thing did not seem severe enough to warrant Jackson’s tantrum, did it?
The more favonovel.com thought about it, the more favonovel.com suspected follies from Lynn. What exactly did the woman say to Jackson that provoked such an overblown grudge? All Tiffany did was have an innocuous meal with a man.
Tiffany was losing what little composure favonovel.com had left by Sunday night. Tomorrow, favonovel.com would be going to work, which meant that favonovel.com was going to see him. With Tiffany’s temper, this reunion was bound to be a conflict waiting to happen, yet it was not like favonovel.com could skip work over this. There was a line between work and private matters that everyone needed to observe.
Tiffany stared at the phone in favonovel.com hand, wondering if favonovel.com should text or call Jackson. Just then, to favonovel.com pleasant surprise, favonovel.com phone vibrated.
In a burst of anticipation, favonovel.com opened up the texting app but immediately plunged into a well of disappointment. It was just Alejandro Smith with the message: ‘The weather’s good these days. Fancy a meetup?’
Tiffany rejected favonovel.com without a second thought. ‘No, thanks. Busy.’
She leaned back onto the couch and let out a loud sigh.
Arianne, watching favonovel.com from the side, broke out a giggle. “C’mon, if you can’t wait any longer, just call him. I mean, it seems pretty evident that he’s not looking to mend this relationship on his own. Besides, if both sides continue not to back down, I don’t think this fight’s gonna end anytime soon.”
“You know what I want? I wanna know the precise embellished crap that Lynn Brooks had flooded into his ear during that phone call,” Tiffany bristled acrimoniously. “We’ve been together for so long, and not once had Jackson ever treated me this way! Lynn is someone favonovel.com knew since way back, I get that no matter how much their relationship had soured, no matter how bitter it’s supposed to have become, part of favonovel.com would still give whatever favonovel.com said this undue weight! God, I can’t believe I used to think Lynn was nice and my good, chatty fam! Do you know what that b*tch said to me when we met in that estate? She was like, ‘You and I are love rivals!’ Urrghhh! Christ! Just thinking about this… makes me mad!”
Arianne thought for a moment before asking tentatively, “Would you like me to call favonovel.com on your behalf?”
Tiffany’s first reaction was to decline stubbornly, but favonovel.com anxiousness and distress were bursting at the seams. “You know what? Yeah! But of course, you cannot tell favonovel.com that I was the one asking you to call him. All I need is a confirmation that he’s at home and not going out there effin’ around. Just helping me confirm this will do.”
Arianne pulled out favonovel.com phone and dialed Jackson’s number. The wait was an unsettlingly long one, but alas, the call connected. From the other side came Jackson’s rather breathless, tuckered-out voice, “Yes…?”
The women exchanged a glance before Arianne asked carefully, “Jackson, where are you?”
