Page 25 of Navigating His Heart
“Sorry squirt. My future calls.”
She laughed and hugged him once more, “Good luck. Will you let me know how it goes?”
He nodded, “Absolutely.”
He kissed her forehead, then stood, “Are you okay by yourself?”
She nodded, “I have my phone and mom and dad will be here soon.”
He winked at her, then walked to his truck and drove across town to the small salon that his girl owned and got out.
He walked inside, and she smiled up at him, then froze, making him grin more.
Everything that happened after was a blur, but he loved it.
Especially when she washed his hair.
Yeah, he was grateful for the large cape he wore because it covered his cock and was the hardest it had ever been in his life.
He had to hold onto the armrests to not lean up against when her breasts hung in his face, and he had to bite back a groan.
He knew that he let one slip when her fingers went into his hair.
It felt so good having her touch him.
He knew that she was the one for him when he walked into her salon.
It just cemented even more in his head when he saw her eyes.
It was like lightning had struck, and he didn’t even want to look away from her.
His chest hurt with the knowledge that he had finally found her.
That after all this time of waiting, she was here.
She was touching him.
When she led him back to her chair and started to cut his hair, he barely held back the shivers.
He knew his arms were covered in goosebumps, and he longed to pull her into his lap and kiss her.
But for now, he would let her cut his hair.
He liked that she was cutting exactly how she wanted to see it cut, and he honestly couldn’t give a fuck how it looked.
It didn't matter to him if she wanted to cut it all off, so he was bald.
He wanted her happy, and if she wanted his hair a certain way, who was he to say no?
When she finished up, and her friend came over, asking about his friends, he knew that West was perfect for her.
Kynlee tried so hard to get him to show her a picture of West, and while he wanted to show her, he knew his girl wouldn’t be pleased, and he would do what she wanted.
But he promised that he would take her to dinner since he knew that West often took Cord out to eat.
Cord was graduating this year, and West was proud of how hard he worked to get done with school with honors.
Bo was proud of him as well.
