§ Chapter ThirtyEight §

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~...now I done caught feelings worth more than millions...~

"How come you're never this still when I do your hair?" I asked Harley with crossed arms.

I stood in the door frame of Naomi's bathroom watching her flat iron out Harley's curls like she had begged her to do for the longest.

Harley grinned innocently as she sat on the sink looking at herself in the mirror," I told you. You hurt my brains."

"That big head?" I joked causing her to scrunch up her face,"I don't think so."

"Leave her alone," Naomi said cutting her eye at me.

I rolled my eyes at them both.

"And I thought I told you this was a boy free zone," Naomi reminded.

"Really?" I acted as if I didn't remember.

Naomi pointed and snapped the flat iron at me,"Yes, really. Now go, Bry."

Damn I really like the way she says my name...

"Bye Daddy," Harley waved at me.

"You said no boys allowed," I pointed out, walking inside the bathroom to sit on the edge of the tub.

As I passed by her, I squeezed her left ass cheek,"I'm no boy, I'm a man."

Naomi glared at me as she bit down on her lip to keep from smiling.

I smirked back at her.

"Watch yourself, Tiller. You might start something you can't finish," Naomi teased winking at me.

Harley shifted her eyes between us because she was highly confused.

She doesn't need to know anyways.

"That's kind of what I want aiming for," I answered.

Naomi looked speechless.

"Ok Harley, what do you think?" She finally said.

Harley twisted her lips," I love it!"

Naomi smiled then looked over at me," See? That's how you do hair."

"Whatever."

Little did Naomi know that all that hard work on her hair wasn't even necessary when it was only going to last for less than 24 hours.

Harley is pretty reckless.

Harley turned and gave Naomi a big tight hug around her neck.

Naomi returned the gesture scooping her off the sink top and placing her on the floor.

"Now we can go to Chuck E. Cheese's!" Harley squealed.

Out of all the places she could've picked, Harley chose Chuck E. Cheese.

I honestly didn't understand why either.

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