Jax Teller Haircut Novels & Stories

If Xander isn't home yet, then he should be almost home. I quickly wipe my body clean and make use of my cosmetics. When I finish, I brush through my hair as I'm not in the mood to style it. I only apply lip gloss to my lips before I slip on a pair of jeans shorts over the customized T-shirt I had made for me and Xander.

*Wow,he was already dressed up*she wondered where he got dressed since they shared the same room. *Truth to be told,Xavier is hot I guess that's why he steals girls heart quickly,now I see why Jessica can't go a day without mentioning this Xavier of a guy,his jet black hair was gelled to the back ,his thick eye brows gave enough reason for someone to fall for him,not at all mentioning his soft lips* *Oh,now you taking his looks in girl*my subconscious self squealed and I quickly snap away from his spell only to find his staring at me.

She nodded, and I could see her relaxed as the hair stylist approached. "Hello, I'm Jay, and I'll be helping you out today. Do you have a preference as to what you want done?" He asked. Alessia glanced at me, "She is getting the full glamour package," I replied, winking at Alessia and then heading to my chair.

Except for the caretaker. His name was Jax Calder. Twenty-six years old, tall and powerfully built, with sun-bronzed skin, messy dark hair, and a thick beard that gave him a wild, untamed look. His white linen shirt hung open, revealing a sculpted chest covered in faint scars and tattoos. Barefoot in faded cargo shorts, he moved with the easy confidence of someone who belonged to the island.

Yuki. His hair was secured in a messy clip, a few strands falling down over his face. He wore no shoes, pajama bottoms, and a frayed hoodie that said "Coffee is My Spirit Animal." He blinked at the XO Team as if in a dream. "Uh. can I help you?" The stylist smiled and said, "You’ve been selected for a once-in-a-lifetime makeover experience by XO. Full treatment. Hair. Makeup. Wardrobe. Free of charge. Just say yes."

a voice said beside me. I didn't have to look. The scent of a fifty-dollar haircut and ego gave him away. Jax stood there, looking like the poster boy for the 1%, sipping a sparkling water like it was the blood of his enemies. “Not a heist, Sterling. A retirement,” I grunted. “Mine. And hers.”

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.

Jordan's POV I quickly changed from suit to a black shirt and jacket. I messed up my hair while looking at the rear view mirror. Zach is beside me, watching me as I tie my hair in a man bun. "Do you think I need a haircut?" I asked Zach while looking at my reflection. He quickly nodded. "Yes, sir. I think you'll look more presentable if you get a haircut." I paused and stared at him. Really? "I shouldn't get a haircut, then."

Or if it was for a reason that no one wanted to voice. Jaxon wore a pair of khaki slacks with a dark blue polo. His long hair was meticulously braided, and Dean assumed it was done by Bunny. He had trimmed up his beard that he had recently started to grow. Jolene sat on the couch with a sleeping Jaina in her lap. The older sister wore a fitted gray skirt suit that had black accents and gold buttons. As always, her necklace graced her neck with her little spider hanging out on his fine chain web. Her hair was cut into a bob and had a blue under color hiding under her light brown hair.

My panties fell to the floor, revealing my perfectly bald and wanton pussy. Jenny had reminded me that older men love bald and smooth young pussies. Of course, Jenny would know. I did shave myself, but Jenny gave me the number of a lady that she used for waxing. She insisted I ask for a Brazilian wax. I followed her instructions and was thrilled with the outcome.