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

60. Chapter 60

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"Okay, okay." He eyes me warily while rubbing his arm. "Fucking temperamental artists," he mutters under his breath. "Was there another hot young talented hair stylist with belly jewelry?"

"How the hell should I know? I went to get a haircut, not a prom date."

He snorts. "Sometimes I wish your uncanny powers of observation extended beyond furniture curves, my friend. Could you just ask her if she might recommend a good stylist next time you see her?"

I smirk. "So much for Desiree."

"Hey," he argues. "I'm always open to new ideas."

"Here's an idea: Get back to work."