18 Definitions Of Playful

13- Stolen kisses

"There you go beautiful." The hairdresser rolled my chair so I could finally, after one long hour, see myself in the mirror. I stared at the reflection with a stone face. Not because i didn't like it, oh trust me that's not the case, but because the Rachel I was seeing there didn't even come close to the Rachel I know. My raven hair was in semi curls down my back. The longer strands of hair in front of my face were fixed so that they went to the back of my head where Mario had done its magic. Explaining the hairstyle itself would take more than fifteen minutes and I had no time for such delay. He had applied natural make-up on me, just like I had begged him to do. I hate exaggerated make-up and Mario being the amazing guy he is had not put me out of my comfort zone.

"It's beautiful Mario. Thank you for not making me look like a clown." I let out with a scrunched face making Mario laugh.

"Oh Rachel. You wouldn't look bad even in the worse of makeup. Ti je perfekte!" He winked at me. Since Mario was talking in his own language when he said the last sentence I didn't really get it so I just smiled.

"Reach, you almost ready?" Came Kate's voice from my bedrooms door. You see, Mario is a family friend by now since he has taken care of us for as long as I can remember. We went to his saloon before but later my dad hired him to come do us at home whenever we needed. It's not just the girls that he does his magic on, he also deals with my dads hair and appearance whenever necessary.

"Yeah. I'm ready." I stood up and went to give Mario a peck on the cheek as a thank you. He had gathered his belongings and when I leaned in Mario's head pulled back all too quickly.

"Make up Rachel!" He scolded me. I rolled my eyes and started walking alongside him as we made our way outside.

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A middle aged man came out of the  white limousine parked in front of our house to hold the door of the limo open. It was Kate that got in first then me and my dad. The inside was as luxurious as the outside with while LED lights on the ceiling. I guess my dad is really making an effort about this case since he's always using our cars. I've never seen him use a limousine before, I think.

"We will meet Mr. Hastings first so please try to act a little interested pumpkin." I guess Mr. Hastings is the star of the night.

"Yes dad, I know." I adjusted the white mask that covered my eyes and straightened my dress as I saw the driver open the door for us. This time it was my dad that got out first holding Kate's hand and then mine. I looked up to see that we were at a very large white and gold decorated house. No. It wasn't a house. More like a mansion. The outside showed nothing but luxury and invested money. The Venetian decorated outside was completely white with a few gold color breaks here and there. Well it looks like these people really do have money. Can't blame my dad for taking a limousine.

We started walking side by side up the white steps until we enter the mansion itself. It was beautiful.

Everything inside the house screamed of even more luxury then the outside. The high ceiling, the beautiful chandelier and the famous painting on the walls could still be easily detected in the crowded room. There were people on the steps as well, drinking champagne on fancy glasses and others were outside in the vast backyard.

"Ah, Mr. Hastings! It's so great to see you." My dad smiled bright at the man in front of us. He was middle aged, probably is his late forties. His hair was cut short but nonetheless you could still make out the curls is it. Those green eyes shined bright with joy through the black mask he had on.

"So great to see you as well Mr. Lawyer!" His white pearly teeth came in view as he smiled at my father, who laughed at the reference.

"Well, I can never get out of my profession now, can I Mr. Owner of the Hastings Enterprises?" The green eyed man rolled his eyes and adverted his eyes towards Kate and me.