TWENTY THREE

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Duhhh, I'm not Ahneeka. I didn't say anything and he added. "Let's get going."

I stood up and followed him to his car. His hair was what I was just staring at but I ensured that He didn't notice. I got into his car and he started it.

"Your hair's really good on you." I said abruptly facing my front. The windshield of his car was a bit dusty. Well, I didn't care.

I felt his eyes on me but I didn't turn. "That's what you've been admiring from Troll's office."
"What? That's sooo false." Can I even hide anything from him? Everything just ends up obvious.

He chuckled. "When last did you get a cut?"

"I know. I saw myself in the mirror today and I was really ashamed."

"We could stop at Jackson's."

I giggled. "No don't." That's another drama.

"Why?"

"Cause I've had enough drama in my life already."

"His protective shit and all?"

"It's deeper than that." I turned and faced him finally. This was what I was avoiding. His handsome face.

He looked into my eyes and cleared his throat. "Fuck."

"What?"

"I can't get enough of your beauty."

I blinked fast. "Trevor..."

"You need that haircut. Whatever's up with you both doesn't matter."

I chuckled. "You can't just tell me what to do."

"If you're still pretty with this messy hair then, how about when you cut it?"

I blushed. "I'd be what?"

"Breathtaking." Immediately, I faced my front cause nahhh,  I can't kiss him. He said I was really pretty but he wasn't aware of how handsome he was with this dyed hair. Damn.

He started the car and said. "So Jackson's, yeah?"

"Yeah."

We began the journey to Jackson's salon and I had smirk on my face cause I liked the way he made me feel.
I felt this sense of happiness around him although, he had a way of making me mad and insecure especially when it came to Ahneeka.

I wind down the glass allowing the breeze to hit my face. I was tempted to put my head out of the window like a child then, he removed my hair band releasing my hair. I turned and looked at the grin on his face.

I smiled back at me. "I'll kill you."

He didn't say anything instead he kept that sexy grin.

The breeze blew my hair and I could imagine how scary I was looking so, I checked the side mirrors and laughed at myself then, I caught him taking a picture of me.

I snatched the phone from his hand and looked at the picture. I didn't look bad at all. In fact, I looked sexy and I blushed at the fact that my picture was on his phone. I got out mine and rose my right hand to take a perfect picture of us in his car.

"Don't." He said but I still took it even as his attention was on the road. Ugh he had to look into the camera so the picture would be perfect.

"Come on just look at the camera please."

He rolled his eyes and said. "Okay. But be quick so we won't have an accident."

"Just look at the camera." I rolled my eyes.

Finally, he turned and I took the picture with a big smile. I looked at the picture and it was really cute. "Awwn."
I said out loud and he kept on driving not saying anything.

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