Bradley by Becky Brandt

Tasha:
He’s the Brad Henderson, and no matter how hard I delude myself, he’s different from the boy I grew up with; tall, built, and handsome. As it stands today, I’m a speck in his large, revolving world. I’m not sure I have a place in his life anymore. I am sure that getting too attached will come at a cost, in the end, though, one that I cannot afford.

Bradley:
Tasha. It’s so long since I’ve last been in my hometown after leaving to become one of the most influential hip-hop artists and record producers of my time, with billions of dollars to my name. All the money in the world can’t buy the feeling when I run into her after years of being apart; this could be trouble. Big trouble.