Page 20 of Navigating His Heart
She looked up, smiling, then froze as the man of her dreams -literally- walked in.
“What are you doing here?” She was so shocked she didn’t know what else to say.
His brown hair fell into his eyes as he smiled, “I’m here for a haircut, baby. Isn’t that obvious?”
Her jaw dropped open, and Kynlee walked up next to her, then elbowed her in the side, “Don’t be rude. This is your new client. Bowing.”
Bo nodded at Kynlee, and Avery blinked at him, then looked over at her best friend, narrowing her eyes, “You did something.”
Kynlee shook her head, “Nope.”
Bo walked up to them and leaned his arms on the desk, “She didn’t do anything beautiful. I swear. It’s all me.”
Avery finally nodded, “Okay. Um. Come on back then.”
He gestured for her to lead the way, and she felt her cheeks go pink, knowing that he was here and she had had such filthy dreams about him just this morning.
She made it to her station, fiddled with a few of her combs and the scissors, then cleared her throat, “Have a seat.”
He grinned, showing off his straight, perfect teeth, sitting down.
However, since he was so tall, she knew she would need to lower her seat, as he was the same height she was when he was seated.
She noted that he was wearing his uniform shirt and a pair of dark slacks with fancy dress shoes. She swallowed as she pulled out the cape and draped it over him, buttoning it on his neck.
His skin was soft here; his hair was a little overgrown.
She felt her fingers twitch with the need to run them up to his neck and into the wealth of his dark hair.
She also wanted to push the hair on his forehead out of his eyes.
Oh my gosh, this couldn’t be happening.She thought as she stepped back and turned to her station, picking up the spray bottle.
He reached out and caught her wrist, making her look up at him in the mirror, and he said, “Baby? Tell me what’s wrong. You won’t even look me in the eye. Do I make you nervous?”
She shook her head as he squeezed her wrist gently, “Yes, I do. I only came here to see you, to meet the woman who captured my heart.”
She let out a small gasp as a smile spread across his handsome face.
“Yeah. You heard me.”
She shook her head, “You know nothing about me.”
His smile widened, making him even more handsome than he already was, “Baby, I know enough. I promise.”
She just stared at him as he brought the hand he still held in his grasp to his lips, “Why don’t you get my hair cut the way you want, and I will take you to dinner afterward, and we can talk?”
She nodded, picked up the spray bottle, and set it back down, “Your hair is a little long and thick. Do you mind if I wash it first?”
He shook his head. She knew she had two reasons for doing this, one, she needed to get his hair wet, and she could use a spray bottle, but she generally liked getting the hair wet this way, and two, she wanted to wash his hair.
To feel it in her fingers and to have him pretty much at her mercy.
She led him back to the bowls, and the other girls were looking at her, and she shook her head at them, making them all go back to whatever they were doing, and had him sit down and scoot forward enough that his head lay in the small cutout of the sink.
His legs were so long that he had to keep them bent awkwardly as he sat so that he didn’t kick the other station.
She bit her lip and turned the water on, getting it nice and warm before running it over his head.
