Devin Haney Haircut 소설 & 이야기

Tate says, “it looks like you are stuck in traffic. Besides, you should speak with Vi.” Lachlan chuckles at his attempt at a joke and nods his head. Tate leaves the room, heading toward the kitchen, while Lachlan motions for me to sit on the sofa. I look at Devin, his eyes are firmly focused on me. A big smile on his face. He is just the cutest. His hair, a big and curly bedhead this morning, I would say, is the style he has going on makes him look even more adorable. And the way he looks when he smiles reminds me so much of Hattie.

he asked sarcastically. I carefully looked at his hair, which was very different. He had quite a unique haircut that was styled into a high ponytail that extended down his back. The sides of his head were shaved, with a sharp, defined line running parallel to the shaved area, giving a clean, edgy contrast to the longer hair on top.

My angst quickly disappeared at his joyful look when he cupped a hand over me and said, “A landing strip to guide me home.” I smiled at the obvious pleasure in his voice. I would have to thank Kim for insisting that I go with her to that ridiculous waxing salon. I had cursed her loudly when they ripped off the wax strips along with most of my pubic hair. In fact, it had been so painful that I had maintained the barely-there look with trimming scissors and hair removal cream just to ensure that I never had to go back to that awful place ever again. Devon seemed to be a big fan of the look, though. In fact, his penis looked like it had grown even larger, though I didn’t see how that was possib

Radyn let out a shaky breath. "You drive me crazy, little demon," Radyn breathed, his tone kept to a low murmur. Scarlet smirked at him, running her hands through his hair. A few days ago, Radyn had decided to have his hair shaved at the sides with a heavily styled tapered undercut. As much as he tried to look more sophisticated, his curly hair would defy any sorts of hair gel and fly freely. --- ((TW TW TW!)) ---

“Are you talking about my wife, Teague?” Devyn blanches at the unfamiliar voice and looks behind Kieran. Entering her hospital room was the scariest man she had ever laid her eyes on; he was tall, incredibly built, with tattoos snaking into his neck. His long blonde hair was loose and icy blue eyes pinned her right in place. The expensive suit he wore did not hide the fact that this man was a force to be reckoned with. Holding his hand was a beautiful petite brunette with the softest hazel eyes, but even next to him she looked like his equal.

But she was just right there, in my line of vision, making my breath slow each time she touched her hair. And before she could completely slam her food to the ground, Maeve held her hand. “I guess Sydney decided to cut her hair.” Aaron said at our table. I turned before I could stop myself. “Trimmed.” Dean laughed. “If you ask me, I think there are other more important things that need trimming.” I wanted to tell him to shut his mouth, but the guys laughed. And if I didn’t laugh, they’d notice. My eyes flicked back to Sydney before I could stop myself.

He was a hard worker and was frequently recognized for his willingness to assist others with virtually any work-related task. Devon didn't know Isaac well, but they had chatted and joked around over various topics for years whenever they did happen to run into one another. One common topic of discussion between them had frequently been the style of Isaac's long, kinky hair, which he changed almost weekly. Devon and Isaac had shared many discussions about whether natural locks that formed from the long strands of his kinky hair should be braided into dreadlocks.

It wouldn't have bothered me if I didn't care, though, right? I turn to look at Devon. His raven black hair is long, but it looks good. He hasn't shaved, either, and the dark circles around his eyes are prominent tonight. It's like he hasn't slept in days. He turns to look at me and catches me staring at him. His thick brows furrow. "You don't look so good. What happened?"

What is it that makes him captivate everyone’s attention? Is it because he is tall? Will Henry be tall like him, too? This time, his suit is navy blue, and his neck-length hair is held back securely and neatly—no, he trimmed it. He got a haircut for a fake proposal? I didn’t even do my nails.

Just the result of my hard work! There stands infront of me a handsome man, looking like a Greek God! Who is this beautiful man? With sandy blonde hair, a pair of silver eyes and a sharp jawline, probably he is the most handsome man in the world! "Hello?" He says offering me his hand for a shake. I shyly shake his hand and give him a smile. A small and shy one, and he smiles back at me. "Hi! I am Devin. May I know your name please?" Aww, what a gentleman he is! Blushing slightly, I nod at him.