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I was never supposed to see him again. Ever. Like for real this time.
I looked around the salon, which was almost empty except for one coworker working on a blowout across the salon.
I didn’t want to make a scene, so I pointed at the seat again, without saying a word. But I was positive my eyes said it all.
I glared at him. What the actual fuck was this? How had a two-night stand turned into him showing up at my workplace?
He moseyed over to my chair and sat down, and I tried my hardest not to look in the mirror because I couldn’t stand to look at his gorgeous, sneaky face.
Not now. Not when I’d decided on that thirty-minute drive home from his house that day that I’d never lay eyes on it again.
He was playing dirty coming here and he had to have known it.
Oh, but some deep part of me, or some sick part of me, I should say was flattered as hell. He’d sought me out this time. Why, I still didn’t know. But I wanted to beat that part of me’s ass because hell no. He was clearly crazy!
Get a grip, Ems.
I swallowed as I buttoned the cape at the back of his neck and ran my fingers over the sides of his hair and stared at the back of his head.
“What can I do for you today?” I asked, all business.
I felt his eyes hot on me in the mirror. “Just a trim, please.”
I had to admit I was shocked at the please. I didn’t think that was even a part of the infuriating man’s vocabulary.
I walked around him, spritzing his hair with some water, and maybe just maybe I aimed a little for his stalking-ass face.
I heard his dark chuckle and almost smiled myself. “Don’t be like that, Slugger.”
I wanted to ask him how I was supposed to be when a man showed up at my workplace out of the blue when I assumed he didn’t even know my name. Instead, I cut to the chase.
“How did you find me?” I asked, low so no one would hear me. I started trimming his hair, still avoiding his eyes. All professionalism, that was me.
He shook his head, so I grabbed the sides, stilling it for his cut, and our gazes met in the mirror.
My heart thundered in my chest just like it always did when he looked at me. My body went hot and heavy at his stare and I hated myself for it.
“It’s not hard to find someone as long as you know their name,” he said nonchalantly.
I pulled my eyes from his and kept cutting. “I don’t recall giving you my name.” I moved to the right side of his head.
I felt his hand steal up the side of my thigh even though I hadn’t seen it coming from underneath the cape. “Oh, baby. You gave me more than your name.” His voice was thick and sweet like dark chocolate.
I wanted to swallow it.
Goose bumps broke out along my body and my breasts ached sitting this close to his lips. But I did my best to ignore my traitorous body. “We’re at my job,” I hissed, debating whether to break out my water bottle again and spray him down real good this time.
He slowly ran his hand around my thigh until it was on the inside of my leg, dangerously close to my woman parts before finally dropping his hand back into his lap. “I know who I fuck, Emily Davies,” he snapped back at me and I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me whole.
I looked around the salon, paranoid that someone had heard him, but we were the only people in the salon now. Me and my not-so stranger anymore, Weston Reeves. And even though he still proved to be one of the biggest assholes I’d ever met, I was still irrevocably attracted to him.
“I know who I fuck, too,” I hissed back softly, running a comb roughly through his hair. And I hoped it hurt, too. What an asshole.
He gave a huff. “Only because I marched my ass in here and told you,” he said snidely. “You’re welcome.”
I let out a long breath so I didn’t stab his smart-ass mouth with my scissors. “I know you’re in the military,” I fired back, feeling proud of myself and sick at the same time. I looked down at the dog tags around his neck, snug under that white T-shirt.
He eyed them, too. His mouth hinted at a smile but didn’t quite give it. “Well, aren’t you just a regular Sherlock Holmes.” He nodded slowly. “As a matter of fact, I was in the Marines, but I’m retired now.”
