Soulmates | Kate & Ana

Chapter 6- Haircut

On the drive home from seeing our potential new house Kate and I find ourselves agreeing that It is most definitely the one we want. It couldn't be more perfect for us. It's big enough so that we can grow into a family there and it's got all the features and decor we had been looking for in a house. Gia's good at her job, I have to give her that even though I don't like anything else about her, She's at least good at finding people home's. On the drive back Kate lets me drive and I nearly give her a heart attack with my speeding on the highway. "Ana, you're doing like ten miles over the speed limit. That's so unnecessary we have plenty of time." She complains, making me giggle. "More like five. Relax, there's hardly any traffic and I'm having fun." I never got to drive even remotely fast in my old car, but Kate's drives much better. It's so smooth and easy going, it's hard not to go a few miles over the speed limit. Kate rolls her eyes at me, but she eases up her grip on the dash. "You know, Gia's kinda a bitch but I really love her hair, it's just so light and cute." Kate says, changing the topic of conversation. I hardly even noticed Gia's hair, but looking back it did suit her well. The salon blonde coloring with her not quite short, shoulder length cut is a nice look. "You're right, actually. I think it'd look nice on you, especially since you already have naturally blonde hair." I take a second to picture Kate with that same haircut, liking the idea. "Really? You think?" Kate asks and I nod. "Maybe when we get home you could cut my hair like that then. It'd save us some time and money since I won't have to go to a salon." I bite down on my lip and give Kate a nervous glance. "I'm not really sure I'd be able to trust myself to do that. I only have experience cutting Ray's hair." Kate shrugs, seeming confident in my abilities. "It can't be that big of a difference. I think it'll be fun." She reassures me. "Okay." I reluctantly agree to this impromptu haircut. "As long as you feel like you can trust me with such a task." Kate grins, eagerly. "I can trust you with anything." She says, making me feel more excited than nervous. If she can trust me, I can trust myself.

Water comes rushing out as I turn the knob on the bathroom sink and wet my hands. When the water is at the right temperature, I have Kate move her chair up to the sink and I soak her hair in the lukewarm water. I climb atop her and run my fingers through her hair, making sure it's completely saturated with water. Then I squeeze some shampoo into my hands and rub them together, then into her roots. I scrub it in from her scalp to tips, making the sink fill with bubbles. It smells wonderful, floral and sweet. I breathe in the scent as I bend down and kiss her. I break off the kiss so I can begin with rinsing the soap from her hair and she tugs playfully at my shirt strings, trying to distract me from the task at hand. I giggle, trying to keep my hands steady as I massage them over her scalp and through her strands. As I lean over her, making sure to rinse her scalp extra good, she turns her head so she's face to chest with me. She then leans down and runs her hands up my skirt, making me lurch forward as I burst into a fit of giggles. She chuckles, amused by my reaction, and our laughter fills the room. I finish rinsing her hair, turn off the faucet, then get up and grab a towel to dry her off a bit before I start to cut. Before I can even get the towel on her hair she leans forwards and shakes the water droplets from her hair all over my blouse, soaking it. "Oh my god, Kate!" I exclaim, both shocked and amused. She grins, smugly, at my now see-through top and presses a kiss onto my now exposed breast. We exchange smiles, then I take the towel and dry off her hair so it's no longer dripping. Now that it's clean and damp I can begin to cut. I go slow at first, making sure I know what I'm doing. Then as time goes on I get the hang of it and begin to cut more confidently. Bits of blonde damp hair fall to the floor all around her as I snip off bit after bit until it reaches the length she wants.

Kate sits patiently in her seat while I go off in search of the blow dryer. Once I've got it, I plug it in, turn it on, and point it at her. I blow dry through the top half of her hair first, assuming my position on her lap. Then I section off the bottom half and begin to dry it next. The blow dryer blows warm air through her locks until it falls to the side, freshly dried and warm. When I'm satisfied with it, I switch off the dryer and settle into a pattern of brushing through it all. When It's all dry and brushed to perfection, It falls just below her shoulder blades instead of below her chest as it used to. It's soft to the touch and I can't resist the urge to play with it while I still have it in my grasp. I tousle her mane just a little, and she hums in appreciation, enjoying having her hair messed with. Then I comb my fingers through it and part it to the side as she usually does. "All done." I announce, my smile huge with pride in my work. Then I lean in one last time and kiss her passionately, before I have to climb off her and let her view her new look.