Athena owns and runs a beauty salon downtown. One day she started receiving random calls and texts from an unknown number.
At first, she brushed it off until they became threats and her best friend, Bethany, urges her to file a police report.
What...
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I look like a new person. My hair is a huge turn from my natural long dark brown hair, now it rests just a little past my shoulders. My color is now blonde and two small strands of blue on the side, that would be easy to hide if I don't feel like letting it show.
"Thank you both so much. This is perfect and the change I needed." I smile, playing with it some.
Zack's words are on repeat in my mind too. This entire time once he has stayed his hand has been on mine.
"You both make a great team together. This type of work has me thinking we can do bigger hair styles especially for like weddings and all the big things that gets to be tough when it was just the two of us."
"You mean we may start being able to do those again?" Bethany jumps up and down clapping her hands.
I laugh at her antics. "With the three of us, I don't see why not. Unless your not wanting to work on hair as a team Chasity?"
"Are you crazy? I thoroughly loved doing this to your hair with Bethany!"
"I think I have my answer then. I will get it added to our web pages and put out there." I smile.
"All to which will give you something to do tomorrow morning between walk ins." Bethany smiles.
"Bethany is right, a half day off to do what you want seems like the perfect thing for you to do." Chasity smiles too.
Letting out a small huff. "Fine, you both win."
I bend over to grab my bag. Standing up I spin, and walk to Bethany and Chasity.
"Are you sure that you both are fine with this and locking up?" I look at them as they smile.
They each grab my arm and steer me to the doors.
"We have this. How many times have I locked up having stayed late finishing a clients hair? You need this to relax and breath, even if it is just to go home sit on the couch watch some television. I will call you later once we are locked up?" Bethany opens the door and smiles.
I give them a quick wave and look out to the sidewalk. Zack is off to the side on his phone. I hadn't even realized he left the shop.
I move and take the few steps up to him right when he hangs up and turns around.
We ram right into each other. His arms wrap around me and his face is not even an inch from mine. I can feel his warm breath as he exhales. The muscles on him, I never knew he had underneath his shirts are pressed against me.
This feels like heaven. Maybe this half day could be the best thing with everything going on. I can feel something that presses against my lower stomach.
Quickly, taking a step back my cheeks burn with so much fire. It must be his little friend, although little is not the right word to be using.
"I am sorry." I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, that fell when we collided.
"It is my fault, didn't look before I moved. I see the girls got you to take the half day." Zack attempts to chuckle.
"Yeah, they did. Is everything okay? You seem a little annoyed now."
"You're good at analyzing things." He chuckles, sliding his fingers through his hair.
I wonder if it is soft like it looks to be. I love his hair doesn't seem to have any sort of product in it but naturally soft and silk looking.
"That was Gaperal. He is back at the station and wants to show me something to do with the case."
"Could I come with you? I have nothing else better to do and would enjoy seeing how you guys are working it."
"Sure." Zack takes my hand and pulls me with him up to a truck.
He opens the door and I get inside, getting on the seatbelt. Zack rounds and gets in.
We are on the road and the silence seems to be deafening. I notice Zack's hand keeps moving to me then back again.
"Are you okay?" I finally ask.
Zack laughs, but keeps his eyes on the road.
"I really want to hold your hand again. I keep thinking how soft it was in your salon."
I grab his hand stopping him from rambling any further. It is something I secretly want too.
"Chas keeps trying to get me to open up about the feelings I am having?"
"What might that be?" I ask innocently.
"That there is something there for you. I shouldn't be feeling like this at all, especially with you being the vicitim on my case."
"Feeling like what?"
"That I am liking you."
My cheeks burn again.
"I am liking you too, Zack. It may be weird or to soon, but I feel safe with you around. There is also something about you I have never felt with anyone else before."
Zack takes a quick glance at me with us at a red light.
"So I am not the only one that feels it." I hear him mumble.
"No, I just am not one to really express my feelings and hadn't really done it before."
"I could have thought a beautiful woman as yourself, would have had someone they love in their life."
"There wasn't anyone. I mean I have dated but it was with just two guys, one wanted something different and the other kind of changed which relationship he prefers."
"What do you mean changed relationships?" Zack looks confused.
"Zack, he prefers men."
"Oh. That is good he figured it out. I hope it didn't hurt you in the process."
"It didn't at all, we actually laughed about it because he always seemed to be into what I would be. We talk occassionally when work doesn't get in the way for either one of us."
Zack parks the truck in the back of the station. I go to undo my seatbelt, but his hands stop me.
"When this case is solved, I would love to take you out for a date."
"Why wait until it is solved? This creep is threatening anyways and I don't want to stop my life and I am not letting someone run me off when I don't even know who it is. I have let myself panic once and almost a second time, but I feel safe with you."
A/N--- Hey Hey Guys!!!
No filters but they are officially talking!
Do you think they will start having a romantic relationship now?
