Mr. Officer (Urban literature)

Chapter 4: Old Ways

Malik sat up in our bed; wiping his eyes and yawning. "Why are you up at one in the morning?"

I rolled my eyes and looked at him through my vanity mirror. "I'm going on a trip with Ashley and Emily, remember."

He shrugged and got out of bed butt naked. "How does that explain you waking up this early?"

I huffed. "I told you the whole plan last night."

He raised an eyebrow. "You did?"

I turned to him; trying to avoid staring at his manhood. "Yes, I did."

"I must of forgot when I was deep up in it." He song. Trying to sound like Trey songz.

I chuckled. "Please put some clothes on, or at least boxers."

"What? You don't like it swinging." He moved his hips.

"Please stop." I shield my eyes with a big grin on my face.

"Why you covering your eyes? It's not like you never seen it before." He teased.

My phone started ringing.

I uncovered my eyes. "That's them. I'll call you when we get there."

I grabbed my suitcase and walked out the room with a still naked Malik behind me. "When are you coming back?"

I sighed and stopped at the door. "Monday. You should really listen more." I get on my tippy toes and pecked his lips. "Bye." I unlocked the door. "Don't have boys over while I'm gone. And no parties."

He gave me one of his serious looks. "Get out before I hand cuff you to the bed post."

I gasped playfully. "Oh Mr. Officer, don't arrest me."

He chuckled.

"Okay I'm leaving. Try not to walk around naked. Don't want you scaring old Ms.Copper."

His smile disappeared. He was probably remembering the time when our next door neighbor, Ms.Copper; a 60 year old widow caucasian woman accidentally saw Malik naked when I left the front door wide open to get our mail. The poor lady almost had a heart attack. I was laughing so hard that day, but Malik was really embarrassed.

"Goodbye." He said.

I kissed his lips once again before opening the door and walking out our apartment with my suitcase in my hand.

When I walked to Emily's SUV; Ashley was leaning on the side smoking a cigarette or should I say lung killer.

"You know that's bad for you." I said as I put my suitcase in the trunk.

Ashley took her last drag of the lung killer before flicking it on the damp ground. "I know, but I can't seem to quit." She shrugged. "Someday I will."

I close the trunk.

Emily pocked her head out the car window. "Can y'all come on." She ordered.

Ashley and I hurried in the car. I sat behind the driver; which was Emily and Ashley sat in the passenger seat.

The drive was long, but entertaining. Ashley and Emily kept arguing like they was a married couple. I, on another hand was in the phone with my fiancé.

It was eight in the morning when we arrived at our fancy hotel in Miami.

"Can't wait to hit my head on the fluffy pillow." Emily said as she rubbed her neck.

"I know that's right. But I truly can't wait to hit the club." Ashley said.

"Can we just think about sleep." I said as I got out the car. I opened the trunk and started to take the bags out and put them on the ground.