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"Dude, stylists never wash hair. They have people for that."
"Hunh. Well, she really seemed to know what she was doing with that neck massage."
"Neck massage? Fuuuuuuck. This girl is so into you!"
"I think it's a hair thing," I shrug.
"Yeah. You got a great cut AND a date."
I can always tell when Jasper's wheels are turning. "What?"
He shakes off his thought, mostly. "I can't help but wonder what she could do with my head."
My fist meets his bicep before I can squelch the impulse.
"You keep your head away from my girl, Jasper Whitlock."