Crimes of Passion

Chapter 7

I ended up telling my parents I was going with Aaliyah. I knew they wouldn't ask any questions if I was her.

Our flight was Saturday morning at 6. Amari briefly called and said the taxi would be outside by 3:30. By the time I packed my suitcase, took a shower and did my hair it was midnight. I thought about taking a nap but I knew I wouldn't wake up on time. I turned on my TV and settled on watching reruns of 'The Parkers'. That show always had me cracking up.

Before I knew it, it was 3:15. I grabbed my suitcase and carry on and headed out the door. I had already spoken to my parents earlier so there was no need to wake them up. Sure enough when I got downstairs Amari was there waiting for me. He helped me put my stuff in the trunk and then off we went.

At the airport, we checked in and then went to get some food. We grabbed hot chocolate and donuts for an early breakfast at Dunkin' Donuts.

As Amari took a sip out of his hot chocolate a layer of whip cream covered his upper lip. I couldn't help but laugh at him. He responded by dapping some whip cream on my nose and drawing a mustache on my face with whip cream. Amari could be such a goof sometimes.

Soon our New York flight was called and we boarded the plane. I decided I would sleep during the ride. We had planned out everything we wanted to do on our first day and I didn't want to be a walking zombie.

I woke up to Amari poking at me and yelling that we had arrived. I quickly jumped up out of my sleepy daze. We collected our luggages and caught a taxi to our hotel. God, it was beautiful. Shit had me feeling like a princess. Our room was on the 25th floor. As soon as Amari scanned the door open I ran past him, dropped my bags and went straight to the window. You could see everything; busy streets, the shops, houses and the statue of liberty.

"Amari come see the view!" I yelled at him.

"Damn, I ain't ever seen anything that nice.

"I'm so excited! Let's go shopping already!"

"Hold up ma, let me freshen up first."

"Okay! Hurry up nigga!"

He laughed and walked into the bathroom.

Amari

I washed my face and changed my shirt. I wanted to make sure I was looking fresh. Yvette was too damn excited for shopping. I wasn't looking for anything specific really; I just wanted some new J's. I opened the bathroom door and saw Yvette changing her shirt. Fuck, she had sexy body. I quickly closed the door before she noticed that I saw her. I waited for a minute before coming out again. This time she was dressed and sitting on the couch.

"Ready to go?' she asked with a big smile.

I nodded.

All the stores were down the street from our hotel. It all kind of reminded me of Chicago. There were times when I missed it there, but then I remind myself of why we left and the feeling disappears.

Yvette dragged me into Coach, Michael Kors, Forever 21, and a bunch of other places. I didn't mind much though. It was funny watching how excited she got over clothes and shit.

We walked into American Apparel and she ran off looking at dresses and stuff so I browsed around as well. I picked up a couple things and went to try them on. Sure enough I found Yvette in the change rooms with a pile of clothes. I was checking out a pair a pants I picked out when she yelled at me to wait for her.

"Amari I want your opinion on something, hold on!"

"Alright, I'm here."

I swear my jaw dropped when she walked out. She was wearing a black dress that fit as if it was made for her. The back was cut out and it stopped mid-thigh. It accentuated her curves perfectly. She looked gorgeous.

"What do you think of this?" she asked.

I snapped out of my daze.

"Damn Yvette, you look really good." I managed to choke out.

She smiled.

"Thanks. I wanted to get something nice for when we go out to dinner."

"Well, that dress gets my vote."

I felt myself getting hard so I walked back into the change room. Fuck. How the hell was I supposed to sit through dinner with her looking like that? All I could think about was ripping off that dress and exploring every inch of her body.

"Amari are you done?" she called disturbing my train of thought,

"I'm coming! Hold up!"

I grabbed the jeans and shirt I decided on and we went to cash out.

It was already dark by the time we got the hotel. Yvette had so many shopping bags I had to help her carry some.

"Do you want to just order room service tonight and go out tomorrow? I'm tired." she said.

"Yeah sure, hey we can rent some movies for the night too. I saw a machine down in the lobby."

"Okay! I'll order the food, and you go get some movies."

I decided on Juice and Set It Off. Yvette said she didn't want any chick flicks, which was fine by me. I figured some gangsta shit would be good.

As I walked towards the elevator I heard a familiar voice.

"Yeah nigga, you know I smoked his ass!" the man said.

There's no way, I thought. I looked around the corner slowly. It was Tony.

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