T R U C E

Chapter 7

"Dramatic or natural?" I ask my client, referring to her baby hairs.

"Dramatic" She answers. I finish up her hair and take pictures.

"Thank youuuu" My client sings with a smile as she takes a bunch of selfies in the ring light.

"No problem. Send me videos for the ClientCam!" I put her payment in the cash box and let everyone know I'm going to lunch before heading to my car. As soon as I pull to the exit of the parking lot, Vince walks in front of my car and stares at me until my car is in park.

"Can you move?" I groan, my voice laced with attitude. I'm really getting sick of his antics.

"Let me talk to you."

"No"

"Hell you mean No??" He immediately responds.

I rev my engine and put my car back in drive, hoping he'll get the hint.

"So it's like that shawty?"

I quickly remove my foot off the gas, letting my car roll forward as it closes the short distance between us.

"Kay-Kaylynn. My bad." He corrects himself. "Look my bad. Can I just talk to you for a second?" He hops out the way and comes to my window, speaking nicely for once.

"Oh.." I say, baffled. "You do know how to ask for stuff."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You're mean and rude as fu-hell. And you're always demanding me to do stuff rather than asking me. I don't do that." I speak sternly.

He stares at me for a second. "You're right. You're 100% correct. I been trippin and that's my bad.. You forgive me?"

I roll my eyes.

"I'm fa real Kay.. Can I call you that?"

I shrug my shoulders, feeling myself soften up as his nice-boy act continues.

"I'm serious. You right, I been talkin to you kinda sideways on some lame shit. I'll work on it and correct myself, aiight?"

"...Alright"

"Now can I treat you to lunch?" He smirks sinisterly.

"I guess" I smirk back.

He hops in my car and we start talking like regular adults for once. I pull up to the speaker at Zaxby's, being greeted by the cashier.

"Hi, can I please get your fried chicken Philly combo?"

"What time you gotta be back from lunch?" Vince asks.

"Boy that's my store. I come back when I feel like it." I chuckle. "And a Fanta fruit punch to drink please. With a side of hot honey mustard"

"Oop, okay then Boss lady." He jokes.

"Okay $9.87 at the first window please"

"Thank you."

"Let me steal a little more of your time then mamas" Vince grins, caressing my chin.

"Uhnt uhnt I don't wanna hang with you..." I tease as I pull up to the next window.

"Shawty please. No disrespect but I needed it that time." He pleads his case.

We both laugh. I grab my food and drink before thanking the young girl and pulling up to check my food.

"Oh you one of them." Vincent jokes. I give him a questioning look. "Always gotta check your food, sauces, doing everything."