HIS Old Lady

CHAPTER 7: Let Annie Cut Your Hair...

●ANNIE●

        It had been a week since the incident at the club. We all moved on from it since then.

        It was me, Tammy, Rachelle and Kat working today. The other two called in sick and it was on the wrong day to. We were swamped.

        Luckily, we were fast and good so that we didn't have to worry. But still, could have used extra hands.
 
        After the crowd finally died down, a few people were left but were all waiting for Rachelle. And Tammy left after she was done with hers. So I just headed to the back towards the break room to grab a drink.

        Right as I walked out, I noticed Rachelle was talking to Jay about how he would have to wait awhile for her to do his hair.

        Rachelle looked over and saw me and suggested, "Hey. Why don't you let Annie cut your hair?! She's really good."

        I looked at him and he looked at me with a shrug and said, "Fine."

        We both head over towards my station. He takes a seat in my chair we look at each other in the mirror and I put a neck strip and a cape around his neck and ask him about what he wants.

         "Just a clean up." He says while trying to avoid eye contact.

         "Alright." I said. While motioning for him to follow me back to the shampoo bowls.

        At first he resists. "No. You can just squirt it..."

        "Oh, come on. Don't be such a baby." I say, playfully while grabbing his hand and we head back to the bowls.

        "Lean back." I tell him with a smile.

        I turn the water on and begin to run it over his hair. I shampoo his scalp and condition it and notice that he looks at me and quickly looks away as soon as I catch him. I just smile and blush.

        After we were finished, I towel dried excess water from his hair before heading back towards the chair.

        As he takes a seat, I pump the chair up a little bit and began cutting his hair. I try to think of something to say so that we don't have any awkward silence.

        Yet all I can think about is straddling his  lap while kissing him. But I know I can't think that way. I shouldn't. Besides, I can tell I'm not his type.

        He clears his throat a little bit and breaks the silence.

         "So, um, you going to the baby shower Saturday?" He asks. Though I can tell by the look on his face that he regretted asking it cause he looked a little embarrassed.

         "I am." I replied. "It sounds fun." I smiled.

        "Yeah. It's gonna be Grim and his old lady's second kid."

        "Do they know what sex it is?" I ask. Trying to make conversation.

         "It's going to be a boy." He says with a smile.

         "That will be good. Then they would have two boys." I smile.

         "Yeah. Grim was kind of hoping for a girl, but, I think another boy would be better."

         "They are a lot easier." I laugh.

         "Yeah they are." He laughs.

         "OK. You're all set." I tell him while I take off the cape and have him stand to take a look at it.

         I hope he likes it. Cause I think he looks hotter than ever. If I do say so myself.