Raelynn’s POV My hairdresser's name is Stan. Stan is so gay, he has a mate named Mike and he loves everything to do with fashion, hair, and love.
Maya left soon after Stan got started. He washed my hair and gave me a scalp massage while he was at it. Stan has magical fingers, the kind of artistic magic that only comes from someone who is passionate and gifted at what he does.
When I said this to him he chuckled, “Darling, I’m not some magical hairdresser. I just want you to look the best that you can. I’m passionate about bringing out all of your beauty and I’m gifted with the opportunity to work with you.”
“Mike better hold on tight, cause your a catch.” I smiled at him through the mirror. He smiled too and continued pinning and curling my hair.
I got the feeling that Stan knew I lik
