Just Another Day

55 Fiction

I was beginning to fume but his smile disarmed me.

In three long strides he came towards me.

As he stood behind me, our eyes locked in the mirror.

I felt a tingle of awareness as he ran his hand softly through my hair.

Looking all business, he asked, “Haircut or just some trimming ?”

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