Inconsolable by Amanda Lanclos Read Free Book Online

doctor. You’re his daddy?” Damn you and your nosiness. You are no better than Barb, Anna.
    “Yes, he’s mine. You can’t help but love the damn kid,” he says and I decide right there that I won’t judge him by the things Brooklyn says about him. He doesn’t seem to be that awful ofa person. Maybe Brooklyn just really wants to be with him again. That happens. I’ve read it in Cosmo. I smile and usher him into the room where my hair supplies are.
    “He’s a good kid.  How are we gonna cut your hair today?”  I slide the cape on him as he sits in the chair.  I look in the mirror and run my fingers through his hair. 
    “He’s a very good little guy.  I just really need it trimmed up.  I’m trying to let it grow out a little but these damn curls around my ears drive me crazy,” he says as he grabs the offensive curls. 
    “Sure thing.  I’m sorry again about Brooklynn not being here,” I trail off as I start to cut his hair and he just throws his hand into the air.  My opinion is those curls are probably what drive other women crazy. 
    “That’s typicalBrooklyn, she’s probably just not wanting to see me today. This happens a lot actually. I try to help her more than I should. She’s the mother of my child,” he replies and meets my eyes in the mirror. Okay, really need to stop staring at this man. I don’t know what it is about him, but he’s making me get butterflies in my stomach. Maybe it’s just because he’s hot. Totally not my normal type.
    “Well, that is just wrong.  But I can say, she tends to be somewhat selfish.” 
    “Don’t I know all about that selfishness.  I’m probably one of the causes.  I have made sure that she’s been taken care of.  Now that we aren’t together anymore, she puts my name through the mud,” he responds and when I blush he laughs a belly type laugh.  “Yep, see she’s talked shit to you.” 
    “Sorry,” I finish his hair and smile. “Would you like me to shampoo your hair?” I really hate having fair skin and red hair. When I get flustered it shows. Damn it this man has me flustered.
    “Sure, I hate having all this loose hair.  That’s a first, Brooklyn never does that.” 
    “Well, my momma raised me right.  I do unto others as I’d have them do unto me.  I would want someone to wash my hair.  It’s actually my favorite part of getting my hair done.”  I say as I pull his cape off of him and shake all the hair onto the floor then lead him to the shampoo bowl.  He lays back and I turn the warm water on running it over his scalp.  I work some shampoo into a lather and work it into his hair, massaging his scalp. Once he’s all rinsed and sitting up, I smile. “How was that?”
    “Wow, I think that may be my new favorite part of getting a haircut.”
    “Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it. It’s the best part.”
    “I agree.  How much do I owe you, Anna?”   
    Oh sweet lord, that man should not be able to crook his lips like that. Slow your roll heartbeat. Please.    “Twelve dollars please.”  I smile and walk to the front as he runs a towel over his wet head.  He comes in and puts a twenty in my hand.
    “Keep the change, thanks Anna.”  He smiles and heads to the door.  “Oh, wait.  Can I reschedule with you in two weeks?  You’re a lot nicer than my baby momma.” 
    I can’t help but bust out laughing at his comment.  “Sure, I’ll put you down.  Same time?” 
    “Yes, thank you. See you then. Have a good weekend.” He slides his hat on his head and I wonder why men even bother getting their hair cut if they just put their hats back on. Shaking my head, I look up to see Diane in the door of the kitchen with a smile on her face.
    “What’s that smile for?” 
    “Oh, nothing at all,” she responds and takes a sip of her coffee. “I just didn’t think you would be the one to fraternize with the enemy,” she smiles and Barb starts laughing in the other room.
    “You two are trouble. You