Chapter 18: Hair

In the silence of the room a knock sounded at the door. I almost jumped out of my skin and growled menacingly in the direction it came from. I stalked towards the door and sniffed the air. On the other side Logan spoke, "Hey, can I come in?". I looked down realizing I was not even close to being ready for the day. What if Logan found my nudity awkward? I rushed back towards the bathroom and grabbed the still damp towel off the hook. I wrapped it around me and went back to the bedroom. I had to remember I was in a house full of men and I needed to start acting less like a beast.

I went for the door ready to let Logan inside. My hand barely touched the knob when the door opened automatically. Logan's massive body came through and I had no choice but to look up and gawk at him. I do not think I will ever get over how big he truly is. His gaze traveled to my towel and he let out a hearty laugh. "You women always take the longest showers. Always waiting on a women, they say", he joked. He walked right in and went to the closet. "They who?", I said in response. He turned back to me looked at my serious expression and laughed again. "That is a good question. I think there was a song about it. Do you listen to music?", his excitement was evident in that last question. He thumbed through all the clothes in my closet and settled on a baby blue v- neck shirt and a pair of black workout shorts. He grabbed the items and tossed them on the bed. I was so fixed on his actions I forgot to respond. He looked at me again before walking in the bathroom and I choked out, "Umm.. I've heard music, so, yes". He rummaged through the drawers and grabbed a brush, comb, and hair tie before returning.

Logan pulled a chair away from the vanity in the corner of the room and motioned for me to come sit. I walked over and sat in the seat. He combed through my hair and the touch felt foreign and nice. He grabbed a bottle squirted something in his hands and then ran his fingers through my hair. The scent was of coconuts and I took a deep breath enjoying it. Once my hair was thoroughly combed he turned on the blow dryer. I watched him work on drying every strand and then brushing it all out again.

Before I had escaped I had kept my hair shorter because there was no way of maintaining it. My hair was dirty and knotted constantly. If there had been mirrors in my confinements I think I would have begged to shave it all off. I had been wondering if I should keep it long or cut it short again. My long hair was a welcomed change if this was a regular occurrence though.

I focused on Logan's face again. He had what I could only describe as peace grace his masculine features. He paused for a moment contemplating and then spoke, "A long time ago my mother taught me how to do hair. As she got older I would fix her hair for her every day. My favorite style was a long braid down her back.". He paused as his fingers moved in my hair, pulling this piece and that tightly in place. "She wasn't a shifter like us. She aged much faster. It was like every day I could see her aging faster and faster until she was finally gone.", he looked at me in the mirror as he talked. His fingers never stopped moving until I felt the hair band being put into place. He stepped back and admired his work with a grin.

"You have such soft and pretty hair. If you want I could fix your hair every day for you too.", his voice came off softer this time. I wanted to take away the pain I know he must be feeling inside. "I would really like that.", the response I gave had him beaming with joy. He pulled me up and gave me a hug. I wanted to push away at first not used to the interaction but softened with each second. He was a very gentle giant.

Logan released his hold after a few seconds and headed to the door about as fast as he had entered. "Get ready for the day and wear what I laid out for you. We are sparring this morning and I need your support. Eric will probably beat my ass, but your laughter last night was worth it.", with a wink he shut the door. Why was Logan so sure that Eric would win? Eric is a fraction of the size of Logan. Would they spar in shifter form or human? My curiosity was very peaked at the fight to come.