Part 14

"Do you really have to cut my hair?" he asked keeping his eyes on me.

"It's just a trim, Buck. Don't worry" I chuckled. "And your beard needs tending too"

Well, he needed a lot of grooming by the way. But, I really like his hair long and his beard too. He looks too masculine with it. But then again, I need to make him the most handsome man on earth, like I was his fairy godmother. Oh, nevermind!

I held a pair of scissor and a comb on my other hand. Brushing his hair first, I tied the upper half of it and then I start cutting the ends of his hair.

"I might tell you how I learned styling hair too. But that's just another story" I said.

"Tell me" biting his lower lip, I got a chance to look at him at his reflection on the mirror. He intently observes me, thus I might say that he was interested. And so I told him.

Brushing the half of his hair, I started trimming the upper part while continuing my 'hair styling' story which he finds interesting.

I made it jaw-length so that he would look nicer. Anyway, asking him for me to do his beard is also hard to deal with but ended up to do his own. He went on the bathroom and took minutes to finish his own job.

As I waited for him, I started to get so excited of what he may look like. More of being a Sergeant than a lost guy in Romania, I smiled to myself.

"What are you smiling at?" that when I lifted my eyes towards his direction. I gasped from what I saw. And I say this is my favorite look he ever had. He tried to brush back his hair, some strands are falling which are framing his face, his beard was trimmed into perfection.

"Nothing. Just some sort of a handsome man who's standing right in front of me" my smile got even wider. His steel blue eyes returned his favor as he winked.

Before the sun had set, we were finally able to prepare ourselves for the party. I gave him his suit which I bought earlier. I left him change and I ran to the bathroom for me to change my jeans into this crimson red knee length dress. I let my hair loose and done my simple make-up. I walked out and I saw him sitting on his bed doing his necktie.

"Here, let me help" I offered. He didn't protest as I made my way to fixing his outfit. I just made him wear the 'all black suit' and it was perfect.

"Hayley...." he started.

"Perfect! Now, we are ready to go" I brushed my fingers on his hair to add more volume. Our close proximity never failed me to look at his eyes, they were gleaming again.

He was, somehow happy...