Chapter 168

A vision of Dean bending him over the sink flashed so fine, maybe the place didn’t matter so much. The thought splintered on a distinct snip!

Dean chuckled. “Don’t look so worried.”

Along with the quick successive sounds, soft steins of hair fell away, brushing over Jay’s back.

“Okay, that’s done. I’ll comb it through and then tidy it. I’ll dampen it to make sure it’s straight.”

Though wet hair could stretch for a cut, Jay’s crinkled at the ends as it dried, so dampening made sense.

The sound of a tap turning on and water flowing caught Jay’s attention. Dean filled a spray bottle with water. Although they usually used it to mist a couple of tropical plants, the sprayer was useable and clean.

“You can always shut your eyes.”