Puck grinned, watching Xiomara’s face with amusement and shaking his head, “Girl, you’re too sweet. It’s giving me a cavity.” He teased, rolling his eyes playfully, “You have so much power though, do you ever get tempted to just…cut a little too much for the bitch that cut you off on Main Street the week before or something?” He asked and raised a brow before laughing again. Damn, she was cute when she smiled like that.
“Sometimes I do that. I mean, I don’t have that much power, I just clean pools and mow lawns and stuff but…once I shaped a shrubbery into a dick.” He shrugged, it hadn’t really looked all that much like a dick but he figured it was the thought that counted, right? “Sometimes when a man doesn’t pay his landscaper on time, he ends up with a dick shaped shrug in his front yard, and that can’t be helped.” He smirked, leaning closer to her before shifting entirely and resting his head in her lap. “Would you scratch my head? Pretty please?” He pouted, “Your nails look like they’d feel nice.” They reminded him of the kind his Ma used to glue on back in the day, which was weird, but also kind of hot.
Xiomara blushed at Puck’s words. She was sweet, definitely, but there was a part of her that wanted to completely sabotage some of her clients hair. Just the rude ones of course. “Oh my goodness, no!” She laughed and covered her face with her hands. She was totally lying. She’s plotted on some people in the past but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to admit it. After being quiet for a few moments, she decided to tell the truth. “Well, I kind of lied...” she sighed. “I may or may not have gave this lady a horrible dye job for being a bitch to me.”
She listened to his tale of turning bushes into penises while trying to keep a straight face. Puck was hilarious and she could tell that he was serious about his stories too. “A dick, huh? You didn’t tell me you were such an artiste.” She teased. Xiomara was usually all smiles no matter what, but she found herself smiling and laughing harder with Puck. He was ridiculous in all the right ways. He was always himself around her and that was something she appreciated. Xiomara just didn’t know to shake these butterflies. She could feel the heat rising in her body as he leaned closer to her and settled his head into her lap. What in the hell was he doing to her? “My nails feel amazing. You’re about to experience something special.” She looked down at him and started to rub her fingers through his hair. “You know, I usually charge for this but I’ll let you slide since I kinda like you.”
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