Lather, Rinse, Repeat

by bornonhalloween

Freshly graduated from Cosmetology School, Bella takes a job in a health club beauty salon called Mystique. First days on the job can be so boring…until that perfect head of hair walks in! All drabble, All human

9. Chapter 9

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"Have a seat," I offer, stretching above his head to grab a towel from the shelf. And flash an "inadvertent" peek at the sterling dangles hanging from my navel ring.

"Wouldn't want to get you wet," I explain, grazing his neck with my fingers while tucking the towel protectively around his shirt collar.

He's buried with one fluff of the cape and I snap it closed.

My hand finds his shoulder; I cup the back of his neck. "Scoot down and make yourself comfortable. Well, as comfortable as you can be with a slab of cold porcelain under your neck."