“I don’t have time for all this. If you’ll help me with my makeup, I’ll be fine,” she stammered.
“Don’t worry, I’m a fast worker. And I can’t wait to fix your hair. What were you thinking? You have the military style tidy cut, but some layers will accent your eyes and soften your features,” Samantha said, getting excited at having a new test subject.
“I didn’t know you planned on cutting it,” she said, surprised.
“I can style it if you prefer. It’s up to you. I’m sorry. They must not have told you how overzealous I get when I have a new person to try stuff on.”
“I need something I can easily style,” she said, pulling her sneaker off.
“I’ll give you some privacy and will return in a few minutes. We’ll talk about it then,” Samantha assured her before closing the door.
Scarlett undressed, set her folded clothes at the edge of the bed, and climbed under the sheet on her belly. She inhaled the pleasant scent of the room and felt herself relaxing.
Samantha knocked before entering. She took Scarlett’s things and set them nearby. “Here’s what I’m thinking. I can cut it to shoulder length. You have some waves, and they’ll curl nicely. Today, we’re in a rush. We’ll set up an appointment, here or at your cabin, for me to show you how to wear it in different styles. I pulled some clothes from the rack for you to try on. We have a lovely green sweater to match your eyes and a pair of jeans to enhance your ass.”
Scarlett laughed. “I, uh, wasn’t expecting a makeover.”
“Ty never invites women to his ranch. We’re surprised someone hasn’t snatched him up for his cooking skills alone. Yes, I know what you’re thinking. We’re a nosy bunch of busybodies trying to play matchmaker. You’re absolutely correct. We love him, but it’s hard to see him alone all the time. Although he doesn’t say anything, we think he feels like the third wheel.”
“He only asked me to the ranch for a break after the last couple of days. It doesn’t mean anything,” she insisted as Samantha began wetting down her legs, covering her burns and private areas. A few minutes later, she added a scrub and rubbed it in. “Ohhh,” she moaned as Samantha’s hands worked wonders.
“Yes, girl. I love it when Whiskey does this for me. When we do the front, I’ll rinse you off and then give you a couple of minutes to cleanse your private areas. You’ll smell incredible, Ty will want to eat you instead of his cooking.”
“We’re friends. He’s only trying to make me feel better after the fire,” she explained. “I think you have the wrong idea.” She tapped down her excitement at seeing him. At least Samantha didn’t ask her how shefelt about him.
Samantha washed her down and then asked her to flip over. “I’m washing your hair here. Once you dress, we’ll take you into the salon, cut it, and style it. Then we’ll finish you up,” she said excitedly. She wet Scarlett’s hair and squirted shampoo in her hand. She massaged it into her hair, making Scarlett groan in appreciation. By the time Samantha finished, Scarlett felt like one relaxed blob.
“I left two towels and a robe at the edge of the bed. When you’re done drying off, wrap up, and I’ll come get you and Ice,” Samantha instructed.
Scarlett rose and grabbed a towel, bringing it to her face. Even they smelled like heaven. She dried off and slipped into the robe. Going to the dog bed, she retrieved Ice as Samantha entered. She held out her arm, leading her into the spa. Once they got Ice settled, Samantha started on her hair.
Scarlett bit her lip, worried she might’ve made a mistake as the scissors snipped away. Samantha blow-dried, curled, and finally set it with hairspray. Turning her around, she brushed Scarlett’s makeup away. “This will be better for your skin and you won’t have to worry about blending,” she advised, using her products. When she finished, she pushed Scarlett into a dressing room to change into the green sweater, jeans, and cute little boots. Scarlett felt the underwear and sucked in a breath, realizing how thin the material was. Lace decorated the edges of the panties and bra, letting her know they matched. She slid into the clothes and stepped out from behind the curtain.
Samantha fixed a few stray hairs and tucked the sweater in at the front. “I have a light brown jacket, and the hat’s a darker shade. Everything will complement your skin and eyes.”
“How much do I owe you?”
“You’ll allow me to play with your hair on another day when we aren’t rushed. We’ll go through skin care, too.”
Kassie laughed. “Welcome to our side, Scarlett. When you walk in here, Samantha acts like a general. We let her do what she wants since she has a talent for this. You’re stunning. Ty will be bowled over when he sees you. You’re lucky. When I arrived, I got a full wardrobe and a complete body wax.”
“You’re kidding,” she exclaimed.
“Nope.”
The bell above the door jingled, and Ty greeted the ladies.
Scarlett tookhis breath away when he saw her. The ladies smiled as they parted, allowing him to approach her.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen your hair down. You’re beautiful,” he murmured.
“Thanks,” she said softly.
“Shall we go?” he asked.
She nodded. Turning toward the women, she thanked them again, took the coat and hat from Samantha, and grabbed her backpack. Scarlett commanded Ice to follow once Kassie handed her the white cane.
Ty stopped, allowing her to pull it out once they cleared the door. She used it gently as he took her to the truck.
