Part 13

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When we walked out of the house and to my car we were both pretty silent. Much to my avail and fighting from earlier did not get him to budge on his cut, but I didn't want to fight with him when he felt so strongly about it.

"So I was thinking if we have time today, please don't get mad at me again if I ask this. But I was thinking maybe we could get our hair cut?" I said as we were on the road to turn in my application.

"That won't make me mad, I was actually kind of considering it to be honest. My hair is pretty long, and when the baby comes I don't him pulling on it," he chuckled and it put a smile on my face. I loved seeing him so happy about this. He was really excited for this. He really was stepping up to the plate. I couldn't be more happy than I was at that moment.

"Ok good, let's just turn my application in then we'll hit your old apartment then we'll go get our haircut," I said beaming from ear to ear.

The drive was short, I hit the freeway and it only took a 5 minute drive to get downtown. Lucky me, I never had to drive all over town to get to some place because I lived smack dab in the middle of everything I needed.

I parked my car and we set off to the building. It was a large steel building, with huge windows, and it had about 40 floors by the guess of it. To me it didn't look like the type of building to house things for social work and things such as that but it did. When we walked inside I was struck by the large foyer. The building and its architecture was far too fancy for that of a city building. Whoever had chose to make this building for city business such as social work and what not clearly did not want it to look like a city official building, but rather a building for business entrepreneurs.

I walked up to the front desk and saw a lady in a grey pant suit, she blended in with the building pretty well. She was a thin looking lady in her mid-thirties. She had black hair and and sharp green eyes. Her smile however, was bright and happy, as we walked up to her, we were greeted with her perfectly white teeth.

"Good morning you two what can I help you guys with today?" She asked us politely.

"I was coming in to drop off my application for my externship, it's for the social workers externship," I said quietly.

"Alright dear, just head up those elevators to the 11th floor and drop it off there," she smiled and we turned to the right to get the elevators after we thanked her.

The elevator ride was quick and once we got off of it I walked into a little lobby area, there was a little desk and multiple rooms down each side of me. There were posters of children with their parents and with fake smiles. I guess they think that abuse should be dealt with a smile who knows. I walked up to the front desk and a young man in his mid twenties looked up at me with beautiful gray eyes, and his hair was styled like a military cut. Let's say he looked like Steven Rodgers he was very attractive, I must admit, but nowhere near as attractive as gray eyes standing next to me.

"Can I help you two?" He looked at me then to Johnny with speculative eyes. I knew people weren't going to take me seriously with his cut on. People and their judging personalities makes me sick I hate it. Although I guess I did it to Johnny too so I am no better.

"Yes, I came to drop off my application for the externship program here. My best friend Diana works here, she told me they were looking for applicants.

"Yes we still have opening left miss. May I have your application along with your resume, and credentials?" He asked raising an eyebrow at me and holding his hand out rather impatiently.

I handed it to him and he ripped it from my hand, giving me a little paper cut. He looked over all the paperwork, nodded his head a few times and then looked back at me.

"Quite impressive. Valedictorian, outstanding G.P.A., extracurricular activities. Your family must be insanely proud of you. I am going to set up an appointment for you for next week to have an interview with my boss, but you are definitely one step in the door," he smiled at me and filled out a note card with my appointment time and date. It was set for the following Tuesday at 11 in the Morning.

"Do you want to just go get our haircut first that way we won't have to worry about jacking your stuff if it's in my car?" I asked as we got to my car.

"Yeah that seems more logical," he laughed. I loved his laugh. It was so bright and electric and it was cliche enough to say that it was music to my ears.

We got into the car and headed to a local hair salon, checked in, and waited till they called us back. Johnny's name was the first to be called. He walked back and sat down in the the swinging chair. The lady put a cape around him and pulled his hair back and started spraying his hair with water. His hair was long. He had very pretty hair, but I wanted to see what he would look like without all that hair. He told the lady he wanted her to chop it all off. He told her he wanted a 'skin fade' which is basically when they shave the whole head except for the top, and they can make pompadour and all that stuff. I watched as she first cut his hair till it was to his ears, then she started shaving and styling. I watched in amazement, my mouth wide open, gawking at his new appearance taking shape. He had a beard growing, it was a little past a t o'clock shadow, but still in the prickly stage.

It was all cut short when I was called for my haircut. It was a this petite woman that cut my hair. Same routine she wet my hair, then she started to work on the styling of my Bob cut. I decided on a shoulder length angle cut so that I didn't have to worry too much about doing my hair when the baby's born. When Johnny was done with his he paid for both of our cuts then strolled over where I was getting my hair cut. At first I didn't know he was standing next to us, until I could see his black shitkickers, and his long legs.

I didn't get to see what the final result was for his hair because I had my head down, but when she told me to move my head up I stared at the mirror into big steely gray eyes. My mouth went slack, and I sat there gawking at myself staring at this man, the father of my unborn baby, a man of mythology. A Greek God. A fucking mythical creature. He was like a damn unicorn, just fantasy.

Realizing how stupid I was for checking him out like a creeper, I smiled at him, he chuckled at me, he obviously saw how I was checking him out like he was a piece of meat.

"You look fucking hot Johnny," I said not ashamed of one word. He knew that he was good-looking, and he wore that self-confidence really well too.

"Thank you. You look so beautiful you picked the perfect haircut Avery. It looks so good on you," he said. You could tell I affected him, but he was more polite with his compliment than I had been with mine. Maybe it was the hormones talking. Maybe that's why I sounded like I wanted attack him right here and now, and devour him in front of all these people.

When my hair was done and I got out of my chair, Johnny grabbed my hand, and we walked out, exactly like that, with our hands entwined together. It was wonderful. I loved holding his hand, I loved being with him, well around him, I wasn't with him. Get a grip Avery you guys aren't together.

When we got to my car instead of walking to his side to the door he stayed standing next to me. I turned around where my back was to the door.

"Why are you going to the other--" I was cut off by his plump soft lips. He pushed me back till my back hit the door shutting it, with the force. His tongue played circles around my lips till finally I could stand no more of the torture, and opened my mouth. Our tongues entwined and dance and swayed to the rhythm of our hearts beating. His hands moved to my hair, his fingers running through the strands. While my hands locked around his neck, making me stand on my tiptoe. After a moment of pure bliss we both let go of each other and moved away, but not by much. His arms went to rest on either side of my waist. His palms on the frame of the door. My back still against the door, my arms now around his waist.

"What was that for?" I asked breathless.

"You don't know what you do to me do you? You being in this close proximity, to me it does a lot to me. I've never felt this before with any girl. Look at this," he grabbed my left arm and positioned it at his groin. I affected him alright, his dick was was hard and ready, that I was sure of. Luckily there was no one was in the parking lot because it would be awkward if someone caught us with my hand on his groin.

"We can't do this here," told him. He sighed.

"I know, but on let's head to my apartment," he said walking away from me and getting into the car. I wasn't sure if he was mad or exasperated that he got blue balls twice in a row, but I was not going to have sex in some parking lot where people could catch us.

The drive was quiet except for his when he told me where to go to get to his apartment, and then we finally did arrive he just got out of the car without saying one word. He grabbed my hand and drug me with him to his apartment, which was three flights of stairs. Damn third level apartments. When he went to unlock the door, it was already unlocked.

Odd.

His brows were furrowed, and his jaw was set real tight. He opened the door. And what we saw next was horrifying.

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