The Salon

Brought A little something for you .

Days after that incident , after being deprived I returned to work .
Well technically it was a weekend so who was I kidding . Monday blues had flawlessly managed to make our days worse .

Currently I am feeling exceptionally drowsy . I clumsily sat on the lounge chair , with my morning cuppa . I yawned dramatically but some idiot slapped my face to make me stop doing that . That idiot was obviously Damon .

"Owww, that hurts man don't do that . "

" Well then stop yawning woman , it's contagiou..." He yawned as he completed his sentence .

After an awkward bit , silence was broken by the gentleman sitting right across me .

" So how was your weekend ?"

" Menacing ."

" Why ?"

"For a fool made me a scapegoat ."

"Who ?" He chuckled as he sipped on his coffee .

" That client who I flashed my boobs too . "

" Ohmy God , why are you still hung up on that ?"

" I wasn't ."

" Well , then what exactly happen . "

And so I narrated the whole story .

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After narrating the incident to Damon , I got back to my work as my 2oclock had arrived .

So this time my client was a rather beautiful lady , with her brunette hair cascading down . But it was a shocker that she wanted it to be exceptionally short . Anyway . Her Hair . Her life .

After , a few minutes of her being extremely incorporative , I somehow went away on the pretence of getting a new hairbrush . 

While I was passing by the lounge , someone in particular caught my eye .

It was him .

And I know that sounded like I was awfully in love with him . But no , never .

I hid myself behind the wall to peek through to see what he was doing here .

Apparently , he was dressed in his work clothes which was a dark grey shirt neatly tucked into his slacks . His dressing sense was impeccable , and e I melted to my knees every time a guy recklessly rolled his sleeves up ... Revealing that bulky forearm .

Which he did now , as he leaned towards the table flirting with our receptionist /cashier / slut of this place who apparently goes by the name of kathy .

What was he doing here ?

He waited for her response while I got frightened shitless .

" Is he the guy?"

Damon crept up behind me , peeking at him too .

" Yeah , bozo . "

" Well good news is ,he just asked for you ."

" what?"

" Yeah , he asked for you , goo...." He flipped as he pushed me in the same room as him .

What could he possibly want from me ? Is he going to get me fired or something ?

I walked up to him maintaining that calm composure . While I was scared shitless .

" Hi , Sir . How can I help you today ?" I asked him as professionally as I could .

Nervousness crept up like some monster .

" Fuck professionalism , I want to apologise for the other day . "

Huhhhhhhh......

That caught me off Guard . Nathan , the bully was apologising .

" Are you high?" He chuckled at my weird response ..

" no I am not . " he looked at quizzically as he narrowed his eyes down at me .

" Are you high ?" He asked me this time .

" Nope ." I replied while staring right into his eyes . Trust me they were something you could get lost in . Okay now I'm having mixed feelings .  Before he'd say anything else I managed to break the ice .

" So can I get back to my work now ?"

" As Long as you have accepted my apology . " he flashed a genuine smile this time as the crescent touched his eyes .

" Accepted." I replied . He scratched his head in uncertainty while managing to speak ,

" Well uhh I kinda got you something . " He stated as he handed me a brown package .

" Thats really not needed you know . " I hesitated , I mean .... Right now he was being to sweet .

" Stop being such a prick , take it . " he was back to being the asshole he is .

Bi polarity alert .

" Whatever ."

" Whatever . " he spat as he ran his finger through his hair before turning instantly and heading for that door . His face showed a glimpse of anger .

All I did was stare at him as he walked towards the door ...