Undercover

Chapter Three

Jordyn Edwards

Rolling over in bed, I cracked my eyes open and was greeted by some wild curly hair. Groaning I slowly sat up then reached for my phone to check the time. Hitting the lock button on the side, my screen displayed that it was 1:15pm.

Last night me and my brothers went to AOD and shut that bitch down like always. That explains the naked stripper in my bed.

I guess you can call me bisexual. I've never been in a relationship with a chick, I just enjoy the sex. Shit, the only action I've been getting is from a chick.

Climbing out of bed, I headed into the bathroom. It's Saturday so that means I have to meet up with this new bodyguard one of my workers recommended.

I had a slight headache and even though I'd love to stay in the bed, I need to meet this dude, whoever he is.

After a quick hot shower, I went and found an outfit. Bra and panties were out of the question, too hot out for that. I wish I lived in a state where it was warm all year round. I need the sun in my life 24/7. Cali has been on my mind a lot lately.

But I don't want to leave my brothers.

Once I got dressed in my nude strapless bodycon dress, I pulled my hair up into a messy bun, threw on some light make up, grabbed my Louboutins and the matching bag.

Staying fly is a must. Without knowing me you'd think I was some snotty rich girl from upper manhattan, that's living off her daddy's trust fund. But I'm far from that. You gotta keep people guessing.

Finally getting myself together, I grabbed my phone and headed out. My head bodyguard Tank was sitting in the living room.

"I have to go the restaurant for a little bit, I'll drive myself though. Make sure that bitch upstairs is gone before I get back."

He laughed. "Will do."

When it comes to females I deal with my brothers tell me I treat them just like a nigga would. I don't need a bitch being too attached to me. I only got time for blue strips not broke hoes!

Hopping into my Porsche truck, I slid on my glasses and made my way to the restaurant.

Christian Brooks

I searched through my closet for hours for something to wear that wouldn't make me look too much like a cop. For some odd reason I was nervous. I didn't want to blow my cover and possibly get myself killed or something.

Finally finding the perfect outfit, I think, I got dressed. I had to be there by 2:30 and it was already 1:50. The place we're meeting was changed from upper manhattan to a place closer to my crib so I really don't have to do too much rushing.

Once I got out I slipped on my clothes then stopped to check myself out in the mirror. My hands ran over my blonde hair, then I put on my glasses. I think I look pretty damn good. I'm always so casual but not today.

I grabbed my keys and wallet, even my gun just incase, then headed out.

I got to the elevator and hit the down button. The door across from the elevator opened and out walked one of my favorite neighbors. Her name was Sadie, thick as fuck with chocolate skin. I've been wanting hit that ever since she welcomed me to this building. But I like to be a gentleman to her first.

"Well you clean up nice Mr. Officer." She said.

I flashed my winning smile. "Thank you."

"Where you headed? Hot date?"

"Naw, new job actually."

"Congratulations." She smirked.

"Thanks."