Jax Teller Haircut Novels & Stories

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.

"Let me assist your mum in taking care of you besides,my dad pumps alot of money into my account monthly and I got nothing to do with it,so let me spend it on you." "Save it for your future."I said. "Don't worry about the future."He said before facing the owner of the store. "Good evening,ma."We both greeted the woman looked like she was in her early forties. "Evening,what do you want to purchase?."She asked. "Natural hair products."Jace answered in a rush. "Okay....wait is that your hair or you are wearing a fake bun."She directed the question towards me. I smiled at her,"It's my hair from birth."

I punched her and ripped her clothes, and she screamed like a banshee after. "Great." Jack clapped his hands, grinning. It is about time for you to stand up for yourself. Let them taste their own medicine, Miss Cassy. I'm cheering for you." "Don't worry. I will do that." I chuckled. "Miss Cassy, You don't need to cut your hair. It's beautiful." "But I want to change my look." "Sir Alexander, like your hair long." "But Billy, if I keep my hair long, it would be easy for Christina to pull it."

Dark blonde hair somehow looking tousled and messy yet perfectly placed. As Theo steps aside, Jax comes fully into view. He’s dressed in a simple black t-shirt, the fabric straining against his thick biceps and broad chest. It does little to disguise his impressive physique underneath- the dips and curves of firm, hard-earned muscle. His jeans sit low on his hips, a perfect fit. As I drag my gaze back up to his face, I see that he’s checking me out, too, raking his eyes over my body. They pause and linger on my bare legs- I’m in a loose, long-sleeved navy cotton dress, and while it’s not the cutest thing I own it’s comfortable as hell. From Jax’s hungry gaze, he seems to approve.

Her voice was soft, hoping Nia would understand, but her friend only sighed and shook her head, eventually letting it go. A little while later, Xavier arrived. As soon as he entered, he stood out, even in his simple attire. He wore a loose dark blue t-shirt paired with jeans, and despite the casual look, he managed to pull it off effortlessly, exuding a calm, confident energy. His hair was styled in that carefree way he often wore it, and yet he still looked as charming as ever.

“It’s already too helmet-y. We need texture. Something that doesn’t look like his mom still cuts it with a bowl.” “I do not use a bowl!” I protested, my voice muffled by the cape. They both ignored me. Chloe ran her fingers through my hair, which I’ll admit is one of my few decent features. Thick, soft, and black as ink. “He’s got great hair, Jax. Lots to work with. So, you’re thinking more of a textured crop? Keep the length on top, loose and messy?” “Yeah, messy. But like, expensive messy. Not ‘I just rolled out of bed and gave up on life’ messy, which is his current brand.”

I heard Kalen whisper from behind me. I shook my head and turned around. I went to respond, but my breath hitched when I saw who came along with her and Maddox. He was taller than Maddox and had muscles galore. His black hair was shaved on the sides and styled with messy waves on top. It had midnight blue tips. Those obsidian eyes had blue shimmers in them as well. I had only met a single person who looked like this. “Jaxon! Where in the world have you been?” I asked as I drew him into a hug.