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

67. Chapter 67

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"Well, that's a relief! I already bought a new outfit."

Fuck. Me. My mind immediately conjures an even clingier top and ass-hugging-er pair of pants than her "uniform". My pajama pants rise in appreciation.

"How do you feel about Italian food?" I ask.

"I'm strongly in favor of it," she deadpans. "But I have a special request."

I brace myself. "Oh yeah? What's that?"

"Go easy on the razor tomorrow morning?"

Her flirting emboldens me. "I don't know, Bella. You were pretty out of control with my normal work day scruff. You sure you can handle a full day's growth?"