Page 62 of Miles Apart
“This was a bad idea. I should go,” Madison says, already one step closer to the front door. She chances a glance at me but quickly diverts her eyes to Kojo, who’s still trying to piece everything together. “We’ll work something else out. I—I have to go,” she shouts over her shoulder.
“Explain to me why you have my stylist running in heels.” Kojo leans back to watch Madison rushing across the street. At least she looked both ways before crossing—not that I wouldn’t mind a bus taking her out. “Did she fuck your man?”
I surprise myself with a laugh. “She could never.”
“Then why do you look possessed with the spirit of Tami Roman and ready to snatch her wig?” He sighs. “Madison will be my eyes and ears on shoots while I scout a new studio space. I don’t expect you two to braid hair, but it would be nice if no one sprinted away if you’re in the same room.” He holds my hands and pouts. “Please.”
“This is asking a lot, Koko.” My lips curl at hisPuss in Bootsact. Widening his big brown eyes is the only way he begs.
“Fine,” I grumble. “But she stays away. Far, far away, and only reaches out in an emergency and via email.” Justice is my best friend, and Madison’s crimes will not go unanswered.
“I hear you, Emmy!” Kojo all but screams in my face when he squishes me to his chest in a deep hug. “Madison is sweet once you get to know her.”
“I’ll be the judge of that,” I push out, short of breath and nearly squeezed to death.
With my collection soaring, Kojo styling with the enemy is stress I don’t want on my plate. I would already be on a video call with Justice if it wouldn’t soil the honeymoon phase she’s in with Terrence. I’ll tell her about Madison later, once things are solid between Jay and T again.
Madison popped up at my lunch.
Three dots form seconds after I hit send.
Miles
Which precinct are you at?
A rush of laughter erupts. Kojo pins me with a look. “What?” He peeks over my shoulder, but I turn to send another message.
I kept my claws away. Had her running as soon as she saw me.
“Let me see,” Kojo pouts.
Miles
Scared of you, kitten.
You should be.
“Emma!” Kojo stomps through a whisper-yell. “Is that your man? Lemme see!”
Miles
Your breath is scary in the morning.
I snort and keep my nosy friend at bay with one hand.
You weren’t saying that earlier with a mouthful of my pussy.
Miles
I got no problems with your other lips.
“Gimme!” Kojo snatches the phone at my cackle. He scans the text exchange with puckered lips. When his eyes meet mine, theyscream for details. “Oh, I see your new housemate is working out just fine. The way you got this man eating your box like Cap’n Crunch. Don’t get shy now!”
I swallow a laugh and ignore his taunt. “Give me back my phone.”
“Can I get details?” He pinches his thumb and index finger together. “A few?”
“No.” I snatch back my phone and smirk. “You lost that right with Madison, traitor.”
