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“What are you doing?” I asked facing the mirror in my room.

Taking out the scarf I weaved through my hair, in my bent position, I gave my hair a tussle and tossed it over my shoulder, shaking out the waves.

Thanks to my time at the spa two days ago my hair didn’t need a lot of work and would be easy to style for the rest of the week, I was determined to milk every last second of it hence why I slept with my hair in a protective style.

“I am enjoying the sight of you grooming?” Ian said he’d been sitting on my bed when I left the bathroom after my shower.

I laughed, “So... interesting”

“Very”

I had some time this morning and I wasn’t in a hurry, so scooped some rose-scented oil and ran it through my strands before going all over with some hairspray.

I looked at him through the mirror and noted he hadn't so much as moved an inch, dressed in black suit pants and a white shirt, he is leaned back on one hand, his legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. His posture relax
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