Bruce watched the police car as it stopped behind both vehicles. The
officer turned on a flashlight to look over both vehicles.
"God I wonder what Barney Fife wants," moaned Amy, annoyed that they were interrupted.
"He's just doing his job. It's a kind of strange to have 2 vehicles parked out here at this time. Especially if one is rocking a little," Bruce teased Amy, trying to comfort her. He was more paranoid than annoyed. The situation could easily be turned into something it was not if the cop was prejudiced.
Bruce eased up some when he saw the officer get out. He was watching through the rear view mirror and he could tell the officer was African- American. He had a better chance of not being accused of something. Bruce knew it wasn't completely safe; even black officers can be guilty of profiling. After all, he is sitting in a Navigator.
The officer called the license plates in and began walking toward Bruce.
Amy caught a good look at the officer through the side view mirror. It was a female cop. She looked really familiar to Amy and it struck her: it was Officer Letita Sitz! Amy had done a divorce ceremony for her a year or two ago. She smiled remembering how aggressively Letita had flirted with Bruce and how uncomfortable it always made him. Amy used to tease him about Letita for some time. She was dying to see what would happen now.
"You'll never guess who it is," teased Amy.
Bruce was clueless; all he could see was a short cop of dark complexion. He couldn't even tell if the officer was male or female. He was hoping for female because a male that short would probably have a Napoleon complex. "Well if you know who it is, don't be afraid to ask for a favor. We don't need anything going around the courthouse."
The officer came up to Bruce's side. He recognized her immediately and became really uptight. This woman was interested in him. He wondered how she was going react. He was with a white woman, moreover, his boss. Bruce took a deep breathe.
"License and registra... wait, I know you. You're that luscious brother from the courthouse. How ya doing sweetness? ...You still working for Judge ... Judge Gray, is that you?" exclaimed the officer.
"Hi Officer Sitz. I just called up Bruce to give me a ride. I was tired and couldn't drive anymore. We were just sitting and talking a little. Hope it isn't a problem that I leave my car here," asked Amy.
"Talking?" Letita asked coyly. "...It may be dark out but I saw quite a bit of movement in here as I was pulling up. I thought someone was stealing a radio or something..."
She turned toward Bruce.
"...Well I aint going to get all in your business."
"Please don't." said Bruce impatiently and staring straight out the windshield.
"I won't. You got yourself a good woman there; I remember Judge Gray real well. She helped me out and I haven't forgot. I like that she does right by them kids who go to her courtroom. I've got a lot of respect for Judge Gray. She's a real nice lady. And very pretty too. So you aint got nothing to worry."
"Thanks so much Officer Sitz. Do you think my car is going to be ok here until Sunday?" asked Amy.
Bruce looked at Amy and rolled his eyes in disbelief. He wanted to get out of there fast. He wasn't sure why. He didn't care what Officer Sitz thought. She definitely wasn't his type. He felt like she looked at him like a piece of meat. Bruce didn't find it flattering. He figured his discomfort was due to the police lights; they might attract more attention to them.
"Not a thing Judge Gray. –Hey, call me Letita. This is my route till Monday, so I'll personally keep an eye on it. ...And you go girl! He may be moody, but the brother sure is fine!"
Letita turned to Bruce, "You have a good night and make sure she gets some rest." She winked and went back to her squad car.
Amy laughed and put her hand on Bruce's shoulder. "I never saw that coming! Are you still afraid of what people are going to say about us? Well at least there's one black woman who doesn't care that you're dating me. ...And I stole her man!" said Amy while cracking up.
Bruce was smirking, trying to hide his smile, the situation had made him uncomfortable but Amy's laugh always got the best of him. "Glad you got a kick out of that. It's a good thing you did her divorce ceremony or I'm sure we would've been reassigned before we even made it through the doors on Monday." He started to drive out of the parking lot.
Bruce pondered over Amy's comment about his fear of being seen with her. He thought about the discomfort he felt when Officer Sitz was there. He didn't want to admit that he was uncomfortable being caught fooling around with Amy. Moreover, a black woman catching him being intimate with a white woman. That sounded so wrong. Amy wasn't just a white woman. Bruce couldn't believe he was more concerned with Letita's feelings than Amy's. His heart and his ideals were tearing him apart.
Amy was caressing the back of his neck. Bruce stared silently at the road as he drove.
"God I wonder what Barney Fife wants," moaned Amy, annoyed that they were interrupted.
"He's just doing his job. It's a kind of strange to have 2 vehicles parked out here at this time. Especially if one is rocking a little," Bruce teased Amy, trying to comfort her. He was more paranoid than annoyed. The situation could easily be turned into something it was not if the cop was prejudiced.
Bruce eased up some when he saw the officer get out. He was watching through the rear view mirror and he could tell the officer was African- American. He had a better chance of not being accused of something. Bruce knew it wasn't completely safe; even black officers can be guilty of profiling. After all, he is sitting in a Navigator.
The officer called the license plates in and began walking toward Bruce.
Amy caught a good look at the officer through the side view mirror. It was a female cop. She looked really familiar to Amy and it struck her: it was Officer Letita Sitz! Amy had done a divorce ceremony for her a year or two ago. She smiled remembering how aggressively Letita had flirted with Bruce and how uncomfortable it always made him. Amy used to tease him about Letita for some time. She was dying to see what would happen now.
"You'll never guess who it is," teased Amy.
Bruce was clueless; all he could see was a short cop of dark complexion. He couldn't even tell if the officer was male or female. He was hoping for female because a male that short would probably have a Napoleon complex. "Well if you know who it is, don't be afraid to ask for a favor. We don't need anything going around the courthouse."
The officer came up to Bruce's side. He recognized her immediately and became really uptight. This woman was interested in him. He wondered how she was going react. He was with a white woman, moreover, his boss. Bruce took a deep breathe.
"License and registra... wait, I know you. You're that luscious brother from the courthouse. How ya doing sweetness? ...You still working for Judge ... Judge Gray, is that you?" exclaimed the officer.
"Hi Officer Sitz. I just called up Bruce to give me a ride. I was tired and couldn't drive anymore. We were just sitting and talking a little. Hope it isn't a problem that I leave my car here," asked Amy.
"Talking?" Letita asked coyly. "...It may be dark out but I saw quite a bit of movement in here as I was pulling up. I thought someone was stealing a radio or something..."
She turned toward Bruce.
"...Well I aint going to get all in your business."
"Please don't." said Bruce impatiently and staring straight out the windshield.
"I won't. You got yourself a good woman there; I remember Judge Gray real well. She helped me out and I haven't forgot. I like that she does right by them kids who go to her courtroom. I've got a lot of respect for Judge Gray. She's a real nice lady. And very pretty too. So you aint got nothing to worry."
"Thanks so much Officer Sitz. Do you think my car is going to be ok here until Sunday?" asked Amy.
Bruce looked at Amy and rolled his eyes in disbelief. He wanted to get out of there fast. He wasn't sure why. He didn't care what Officer Sitz thought. She definitely wasn't his type. He felt like she looked at him like a piece of meat. Bruce didn't find it flattering. He figured his discomfort was due to the police lights; they might attract more attention to them.
"Not a thing Judge Gray. –Hey, call me Letita. This is my route till Monday, so I'll personally keep an eye on it. ...And you go girl! He may be moody, but the brother sure is fine!"
Letita turned to Bruce, "You have a good night and make sure she gets some rest." She winked and went back to her squad car.
Amy laughed and put her hand on Bruce's shoulder. "I never saw that coming! Are you still afraid of what people are going to say about us? Well at least there's one black woman who doesn't care that you're dating me. ...And I stole her man!" said Amy while cracking up.
Bruce was smirking, trying to hide his smile, the situation had made him uncomfortable but Amy's laugh always got the best of him. "Glad you got a kick out of that. It's a good thing you did her divorce ceremony or I'm sure we would've been reassigned before we even made it through the doors on Monday." He started to drive out of the parking lot.
Bruce pondered over Amy's comment about his fear of being seen with her. He thought about the discomfort he felt when Officer Sitz was there. He didn't want to admit that he was uncomfortable being caught fooling around with Amy. Moreover, a black woman catching him being intimate with a white woman. That sounded so wrong. Amy wasn't just a white woman. Bruce couldn't believe he was more concerned with Letita's feelings than Amy's. His heart and his ideals were tearing him apart.
Amy was caressing the back of his neck. Bruce stared silently at the road as he drove.