Fierce Salon, Episode Four: A New Adult Smexy Serial Read Online Free Page A

not to smoke. For you.
    “Good.” Greg always has a smartass comment so I have to smile at his hesitance.
    “So, what’s going on?” I’m suddenly in a better mood.
    “Just wanted to make sure you were appropriately excited about our date on Saturday.”
    Ahh, there he is. Two can play that game. “Oh, right. I did agree to go out with you, huh? Yeah, I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
    “Fine?” He huffs but I can hear the amusement in his voice. “You mean you haven’t been agonizing over what to wear or where we’re going?”
    “Honestly, I forgot about it.” I have to hold my breath to keep from giggling. “So what are we doing? Dinner or something?”
    “Dinner or something? You’re shitting me, right?” He laughs out loud. “I’ve got some amazing plans for us. You better be ready for the dinner of a lifetime, woman.”
    “Is that so?” Now I’m intrigued. “Well, I hope you do because I could use some amazing.”
    There is a brief pause before he finally exhales. “Seems to me you’ve got plenty of it.” His voice is a velvety whisper, not as playful as it was just seconds ago. “You’ve got amazing eyes. Amazing hair. An amazing smile.”
    A stupid grin is plastered on my face. I want to form a witty comeback but I can’t think straight. His flirting is so sincere I just want to melt. “Thank you.”
    “Don’t thank me,” he says. “Thank your mama for giving you such good genes.”
    That’s sobering. Mentioning my mother is the fastest way to get me out of the mood. “Ugh, don’t mention her. She’s awful.”
    “Really? I’m sorry.” He clears his throat and speaks louder. “I don’t mean to pry but what’s so terrible about her?”
    “Okay, she’s not all bad but she likes to bitch about my lack of breeding prowess.” I choke out a fake laugh. “Well, more like my man-catching ineptitude but it’s all the same.”
    He doesn’t miss a beat. “Yeah, I can see her point.”
    I’m not sure if I should hang up or start bitching him out. “Excuse me.”
    “Well, I’ve been asking you out for like…ever,” he chuckles quietly, “and you kept shooting me down so maybe you were lacking in the man-catching department. Although I’m happy to note the improvement there.”
    Why do I think he’s so damn adorable? With a disgusted harrumph, I smile. I like a man with the balls to tell me how it is. Just as long as said balls don’t get in the way of him taking it just as good as he gives it.
    “Yeah, I finally got tired of waiting for a real man so I agreed to go out with you.”
    “Ouch.” His laugh is genuine. “I guess I need to add some street fighting or tattoos to our Saturday night agenda to prove that I’m a real man.”
    “That would be a start.”
    “Be careful what you wish for, Olivia. You might not be able to handle what you get.”
    His soft words penetrate right into my gut. I want to be beside him so I can look into his eyes when I respond. “I think I can handle whatever you’ve got in mind.”
    “I know you can,” he murmurs. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
    “Okay.” I barely speak the word before I hear his end disconnect. That cigarette is looking really good right about now.

 
     
     
    Chapter Five
    Amy
     
    That fucker thought I had sex at lunchtime. With Mason! No wonder he’s been giving me dirty looks all afternoon. I thought he was just concerned about my emotional state after Sharon’s episode this morning but obviously he doesn’t think I’m fragile. He thinks I’m a slut.
    I’m so pissed that I practically throw the door open when I leave, not caring what anyone thinks about my tantrum. If he wants to fire me because I had too much Benadryl, he can go right ahead. I’m not sure I even want to work for such a jackass.
    The cool air hits me hard and I feel a little lightheaded. I steady myself with one hand on the salon window then take a deep breath. When I look up again, Nate’s steely gaze is locked on me. He’s a