Ryan
After Fraser is done with my hair, I look like a completely different person. My unruly locks have been expertly trimmed and styled, giving me a sleek look that somehow accentuates my strong jawline. Fraser’s deft fingers have worked out some magic as my hair now falls perfectly on my forehead, enhancing my blue eyes.
“Who would think you’ve got such lovely hair under all that mess,” Fraser winks at me in the mirror, shameless, even though he knows I’m in love with a woman. “Now, for the clothes...”
“Next stop, wardrobe!” Lydia declares triumphantly as she leads me to another room filled with racks of clothes. Lara follows suit, a cheeky grin plastered across her face.
“You look hot,” she whispers.
My eyes narrow. “I’m taken.”
“I know, but if she breaks your heart, you know wher
