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HARLYM SAT ON the edge of the bed as she watched Jalen look through her drawers. "Pack all my panties and two bras." She told him as she drafted her letter of resignation to her boss.
She didn't have enough vacation time to take off for two months so she settled for quitting. Which she had been wanting to do for a while anyway since she wanted to focus on opening her own practice.
Jalen grabbed her underwear in two big handfuls, "I've never seen you wear half of these."
"Those my cute ones." She turned off her phones after sending her email.
He dropped them back into the drawer, "Fuck you need cute panties for onna road?"
Harlym laughed, "Because what I look like packin' my granny panties? Brah, pack my cute shit."
Jalen shook his head, "No. You just gon' go commando."
"And that's better?" Harlym asked, standing up and walking over to the drawer he was standing in front of. "You supposed to be helpin' me pack. You not."
"You really leavin' for two whole months, Maya?" He was clearly uneasy about the whole thing, he had never really done long distance before. With Breah, when he lived in California so did she. When he got drafted to Houston, she had no problem with following him there either.
Harlym began picking out the underwear she wanted, "I don't really have a choice. If you heard Key cryin' the way I did you would leave too."
"So lemme just come with you." He shrugged, "There's already ten niggas on that bus, what's one more?"
She turned to face him, resting her hand on his lower stomach, "Jalen, you're gonna be fine. You've lived without me before, you can do it again."
He smacked his lips and walked away, going to her closet to get more clothes.
He hated to sound clingy but he and Harlym spent every day for the last few months together, he couldn't help but feel a bit attached now.
They took turns being clingy and they didn't even realize it.
Harlym followed him into the closet, "Jalen."
"Yeah?" He pulled a random skirt off a hanger and held it in his hand.
"Don't be like that." She walked inside, standing in front of him again.
Jalen stared down at her for a moment before pressing his lips to hers briefly, "Just be safe, a'ight?"
"Always."
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