Almost Doesn't Count

She can almost front at how she doesn’t need a man. She can almost play at how far she’s come from the old hood. She can almost pretend that the past don’t mean a thing. But everybody knows…

Almost Doesn’t Count

Mercedes decided a long time ago that she’d never let a man walk all over her the way some sistahs do. Love was something from fairy tales and TV movies of the week. She needed men for one thing only—and it had nothing to do with her heart. Growing up with her mother had made sure ...