High Stakes

“Is that why there’s no Mrs. Cree Bradley? You're jaded and suspicious?” Cree shrugged. “Not really, actually. I just… haven’t vibed like that with anybody. Good sex… that’s easy. Anything beyond that just hasn’t seemed to pan out.” “That sounds like bullshit.” “It does, doesn’t it?” he chuckled. “It’s the truth though. There have been a few women who, on the surface, I would’ve loved to make something happen with. Great on paper, just didn’t vibe.” Something about the way he said that sparked something in my mind, and instead of letting it go, I asked, “Was Vivica Russell one of them?” That made him...

Unedited. Release date TBD. Enjoy :)     “Accusing you of a crime?” Cree chuckled, shaking his head. “Nah, I’m not here for that. I’m here looking for a… how did Roach describe you… you remember him, right?” Fuck. “Detective Bradley, I can’t say I’ve ever considered a roach to be anything more than a disgusting, inhuman thing to be crushed under my foot. Not something to remember.” “Wow. That’s interesting, because he definitely remembers a “fine ass, redbone bitch with long braids”.” Cree’s eyes went to my hair, still in last night’s cornrows. “Does that sound as familiar to you as it sounds to me?” “This...

“Ms. Miller… are you in some kind of trouble?” She snorted. “Do I really seem like the type of woman to get into trouble?” “You seem like the type of woman who is trouble. Like anybody who crosses you might have a problem on their hands.” “Well…” she smirked. “Glad to know that I’m putting off the correct impression.” I chuckled, then pushed my hands into my pockets as I studied her face, trying to figure out… anything. “You definitely are. Which is why you have to understand my curiosity about… pretty much everything, as it relates to you.” “I understand it just fine, Detective...