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~Breezy P.O.V.~

8:01 a.m.

"Chris I said 8, what the hell?" Romeo said the second my hand touched the glass door to pull it open. "Where were you?"

"Yo Mama's house."

"So funny-"

"I'm serious as fuck, gon' ahead and call her up. Shit, I stopped by to ask what would happen if I showed up a minute after 8 to your shop." I have too much time on my hands. This job should change that.

"It's only been about 40 seconds and I'm already done with your ass." I've been done since the day of conception. Your argument is invalid, Romeo.

"We're gon' have- Hot Fuck." I said looking at Yvonne, who came walking from the chill room.

"Yvonne, really?" Romeo said shaking his head.

"She know what she doin'. Let her do her thing with her bad self." I said smirking at her. It's only day 1 and I'm already in love with this job. "Yvonne, d'you dress like that 'cause you knew I was workin' today, right?" I asked. She walked up to both of us and I just kept my eyes glued to hers. I'm not gon' let my eyes venture south.

"You started today? I had no idea." She said pulling me in for a hug. "I'm glad we'll be working together." You and me, both Shawty.

"You realize we're probably gon' fuck right?" I whispered into her ear. She nodded her head and let me go.

"Y'all got a full schedule today, Chris if you fuck up today, you're done." Romeo said tossing the keys to Yvonne. "I'll be back at 2, y'all got the shop?"

"Yee we got it." I said stepping around the front desk and took a seat in the office chair. I looked around the computer till I pulled up the appointment screen.

Romeo walked out of the shop and I felt Yvonnes hands on my shoulders.

"Y'all take walk ins right?" I asked. " 'cause there's only 4 people actually on here."

"We usually get walk ins, the appointments are for people who want to be guaranteed a spot in a chair." She said now messing with my curls.

"That makes sense. Romeo is like never here anymore." I was trying so hard not to get aroused by Yvonne. I know if I turn around, I'ma be greeted to a pair of Double D's. I'd much rather see Mickey D's at this point.

"Yeah, he has a lot on his plate." I know the only thing you want on yours is me.

"Seems like, so when the shop officially opens up? I'm bored." Bad choice of words. She spun my chair around and I was just gone at this point. So I just closed my eyes, can't be excited at shit that I can't see.

"Open your eyes-"

"Hell no. Girl, I already know what I'll be seeing. We supposed to work now, then fuck later." The little bell went off and I felt a sense of relief when she stepped back,

"I see what game you're playing." She chuckled, kissing my cheek then going over to the guy.

"The game I'm playing is called, "Let's Not Get Chris Hard As Rock"." I said laying back in the chair.

"That's not the game I'm playing."

"I am very aware and I give you props for being a vixen." The guy sitting in the chair only looked confused. He should be too, if those tits already didn't blind him with confusion to start out with, then I 'ont know what would.