Free Kismet (Beyond the Bedroom Series) by Raynesha Pittman, Brandie Randolph Page A

three more major gushes, I called it quits, made her shower and she went straight to sleep.
     
    My nightmares were worse that night. This time, I was in jail for aiding and abetting Dre. I woke up in a cold sweat. Stephanie was already awake and getting things together for our trip to Nashville. I didn’t want her to know about the dreams, so I rolled up and smoked the memories of the dream away.
     
    Before hitting the interstate to face the three hour drive to Nashville, we went to my condo. If I wouldn’t have seen it with my own eyes I wouldn’t have known it was ever kicked in. It was just the way I left it yesterday morning except for the new door. I gave Tracey my house key just in case she had to leave then we hit the interstate.
     
    On the ride down to Nashville, I learned more about Stephanie then I had ever known. She had never been sexual with a man. Not because she was a lesbian, she just never connected with a man long enough to sleep with him. She had dated many, but something had always prevented them from having sex. I told her it might just be her calling to have sex with women. In the back of my mind, I was thinking the first man that gives her some dick will have her sprung.
     
    She also told me that she had dated a soft stud in Nashville for a while. They would make trips back and forth to see each other but, after a while, the sex got boring and she called it quits with the manly woman.
     
    Stephanie told story after story and I was glad she did because the ride to Nashville was the shortest I had ever experienced, plus the fact she drove 85mph the entire time. We made it downtown and parked. I asked her to stay by my side when she suggested waiting in the car for me.
     
    When we walked in, the officer behind the counter checked us out. “How can I help you two ladies?” He was a young white officer with some of the prettiest blue-green eyes I had ever seen. He was tall, about 6”3, and nicely built.
     
    “I need to speak with a detective about an incident that happened at my apartment in Bellevue.” He took down my name and address and then walked toward the rear.
     
    When he came back, he said I would be speaking with Detective Thomas and she would be with me shortly. I waited 45 minutes before the detective called me back.
     
    She insisted that Stephanie not come back with me and we speak in private. How private are you really when you’re being videotaped with someone watching live on the other end?
     
    She recorded my story, asked a few questions, and then made me point out Dre in a picture lineup. There was a picture of Mike, too, but I didn’t point him out. Looking at the other three pictures, I assumed they were involved in some kind of way, too.
     
    Detective Thomas dismissed me, but I wanted to get confirmation that I wasn’t in any trouble. I didn’t want any more warranted searches or on the job pop-ups.
     
    “No, Ms. James, you are not in any trouble, but if the suspect contacts you, please call me.” I assured her I would and then left.
     
     
     
    Chapter 6: All Gray Skies
     
     
     
    We arrived at my Bellevue apartment and shockingly, it was already cleaned. I was told my neighbors and maintenance men got together and cleaned it.
     
    Nothing was missing; in fact, they had left me flowers and a card leaving their sympathy for the way the police wrongly searched my apartment. Talk about kindhearted people. I hadn’t even met these people and they showed me kindness.
     
    That’s what I loved most about the south; it was like having one big family. In California, I would have been robbed blindly.
     
    Everything was easy to pack up because it was neatly folded and organized. The women must have taken care of my clothing because my panties were folded and stacked in bunches by type like thongs, G-strings, boy cut, etc. We packed up the apartment in less than two hours.
     
    Stephanie cancelled the movers and rented a small moving van instead. She was sure we