“What do you think?”
Tia grinned and held a mirror in front of Nikita. If she had to admit – which she did- She’d definitely go after Nikita if she were into women.
Even as she looked at herself in the mirror, slightly bashful, Nikita was inexplicably enchanting.
Tia didn’t go over the top with Nikita’s hair.
“You said you wanted to keep your hair long and grow it out, so I did the best I could not to cut it.” She tipped her chin up, taking pride in her work.
Nikita looked up from the mirror to Tia, then grinned. “It’s perfect. Thank you.”
Her hair looked brighter and healthier. It stood out more than it did before, as if it had been dyed a flaming red.
Her eyes gleamed and her delight could be seen. Tia did more than just her hair. And she loved how she looked now. Her long nail
