A Time to Remember

Chapter 1

​I could feel his soft lips on mine as he deepens the kiss. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to him. He didn't know it, but I could tell that he was trying to getter looks at other women around me all while trying to get me in the bed as well.
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Even though I knew all of this, I couldn't stop loving the closeness. He had a way of making me feel like the only women alive and I loved the way he made me feel. He always seemed to have this effect on me, well, really on everyone, but to me it felt personal because at least then I thought it was all genially for me.
​He continued to kiss me and attempted for the fourth time to try to get me in the bed.

​"No," I'd tell him. "I told you that I won't, I will not do this, not until I'm married."

And again, he continued to attempt to seduce me. His hands felt amazingly good around my waist and I felt like I was finally inches away from submitting, but the smack sound of his hand hitting another women's ass was what snapped me out of his trap. I hated him like this.
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I just wish he could remember. I wish that he'd become the same person that I knew. That he could remember that he loved me as much as I did him and not think of me as just some girl he's going to get laid with. From his perspective, I'm just some random woman he started flirting with and he's still that playboy that couldn't give two craps about the women he uses.
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He used to be just like this, flirting, using, and cheating. He did them all to all different types of women. Well, that was until he met me. He told me that I changed him, that I made him a better man. But, honestly, I don't think I changed him at all. I think that I just helped him opened his eyes to see a better world. We were what people called the "It couple". We were happy in love and almost married until the crash. It all started that morning before the wedding, that day made my life changed forever.
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​I had just gotten my dress on and my mother and two sisters were helping me get my make-up straight. My mom had just brought something old from the house to complete the collection when my sister veronica says.
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"Tiffany, it's so great that you're getting married. You're so strong to just throw out your independence." Her little sassy voice made me almost roll my eyes. She was obviously trying to scare me, and I knew it. She does that a lot whenever my other sister, Diana, and I has something she wants.

​"Wait, what do you mean, throw away my independence." I looked at her with confusion and bit of annoyance. Of course I wasn't going to let her ruin the happiest day of my life, but curiosity snatched my attention.

​"Well, I mean you do realize that as soon as the vows have been said and the deed is done, almost all your freedom will be ripped away from you. No personal space and you'll have to share everything."

​"What do you mean I'll lose all my freedom?"

​"Well, you'll have to commit most of your time pampering him. I mean haven't you heard? Men can't do nearly anything on their own. You'll have to feed them like children, and wash their cloths like children. Not to mention they'll want a little more action, too, just to satisfy their needs, if you know what I mean. And let me tell you, that one will take a full army just to satisfy."
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My mind raced through images trying to absorb all the information she threw at me. What if life is harder married? Am I really, ready to add that step in my life? I love him, I do, but, he has had a pass of recklessness. What if I wasn't even enough to satisfy his needs? What if I'm not good enough for him? My mind was racing and I couldn't control my hitched breathing. Am I making the biggest mistake of my life?

​"And you also have to think about all his flaws you have to deal with," she presumed. "Not to mention the competition you'll have for his attention. Don't get me wrong, Tiff, they will be all over him, despite his new title of being married."
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Oh god. I never thought about that. Even when we were together he had women fall all over him. It won't be any different after the wedding. Eventually some women with the right traits will come waltzing in and he'll surly follow.