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“If it bothers you that much, you could dye it,” Leo said.
“No way I’m dying my hair.” No matter how self-conscious it made him, he couldn’t get to grips with the idea of covering it up.
“You should stop getting it cut so often,” Damian said.
“You think that’s going to fix the grey?”
“No, you’ll just look more relaxed and less business-like. Being neat and tidy all the time can look stuffy.”
“Something Damian has never had a problem with,” Leo quipped. “How often do you get your hair cut, anyway?”
“Every two weeks,” Hugh said, then felt slightly uncomfortable at his friend’s shocked faces. “It starts to curl otherwise.”
“Women love men with curly hair,” Damian said.
“Mine just looks unruly.”
Leo rubbed Alice’s knee as she stirred. “You should definitely let it grow a bit. Women like something to sink their fingers into.”
Before Hugh could answer, Zara reappeared. “Here,” she said, handing him a plain, short-sleeved navy shirt. “Try that.”
After slipping his arms in, he reached for the buttons, only to be chastised by Zara.
“Leave it open,” she said.
“It feels weird wearing a shirt and not buttoning it up.”
“It’s called fashion,” Leo said, unstrapping a blinking Alice to lift her from the buggy.
“It looks great,” Zara said, brushing her hands along Hugh’s shoulders. “You should try this as well.” She held out a cap.
“No chance.” He eyed it as though it was utterly offensive. “As much as I’d like to disguise my grey hairs, I’m just not a hat person.”
“Try it,” she said, a touch of menace to her tone that had him doing as he was told.
With his eyes on his friends, he pulled it firmly onto his head. “Try not to laugh.”
Damian pouted dramatically. “That’s taken another few years off.”
“I kind of fancy you myself now,” Leo teased.
“No way the hat looks good,” Hugh said, then turned to the mirror. “Oh! I do look good.”
“You do,” Zara agreed emphatically.
“I’d feel weird wearing a cap on a date.”
“Save the cap for the beach or something casual,” Zara said.
He adjusted the peak. “Maybe.”
Zara wandered away to help another customer, leaving Hugh staring at himself in the mirror. He pushed his hands into his pockets and turned sideways, impressed by the transformation.
Leo stood up with Alice when she fussed. “You need to stop checking yourself out and decide how much of this stuff you’re going to buy.”
It ended up being three bags that he shoved into the boot of Leo’s car, wedged in alongside the buggy. Damian sat in the back with Alice for the drive home, and Hugh took the passenger seat.
“Thanks for coming,” he said as they pulled out of the underground car park. He checked his watch. “I don’t have too long until I need to pick Allie up, so I’ve got less time to stress now too.”
