Justin Herbert Long Hair Novels & Stories

The last book I read before coming to Cole's house mentioned the god and I had been inspired. Speaking of, its weird being in my room after so long. Justin brought all his things, but I think his house is much bigger. Considering he knocked half of the bathroom over when he was getting ready. My hair, took the longest by far. I had done it, the curls are at their finest and shiny as fudge! My 3b hair type has never been so voluminous and shiny at the same time. "Okay! Let's go see my boyfriend kick some Crown ass!"

Without a doubt, knowing she looked marvellous made her feel poised and confident. "You can do it, Claire," she said to herself as she left to meet Justin. Justin's house wasn't as outré as she'd been expecting. In fact it looked like a fairly standard modern home. Justin himself was also a disappointment. He was of average height, in his forties and grossly overweight with several chins and a huge bulging belly hanging over his over-tight jeans. His eyes were beady and his ears protuberant. However he did have long unruly greying hair and a beautiful deep voice so maybe there was an air of the bohemian actor about him.

“It’s beautiful. Anyone is foolish who wants you to cut it. I don’t know how anyone could find it annoying. I have long hair. It’s not nearly as long as yours but long hair for a man isn’t fashionable it seems, from what I’ve been told by our media consultants. I also refused to cut my hair short but I do allow them to keep it at this length. I am responsible and hope humans see me as such. I hope you leave yours flowing down.” He likes long hair. Jessie felt her heart twist. Sexy hot, nice ass, a body that didn’t end and he liked her hair. He was nearly perfect. His phone suddenly rang and he reached for it. Scratch that. A perfect guy wouldn’t have an annoying cell phone that kept ringing

After a few rings, the call connected. "Jasper, I'm really surprised and pleased that you'd call me." Justin's voice was as gentle and warm as ever but with a hint of weakness. "Justin, how are you doing?" Jasper, who was typically straightforward, wanted to get straight to the point. But since he needed something from Justin, he had to start with some small talk. "The same as usual, hanging on to life with medication every day. It's causing me to lose my hair," Justin joked. "Jasper, do you think I'll turn bald next time we meet?"

After the dress was decided, a team of makeup artists and hairstylists worked their magic on her. While she sat for her hair and makeup, Justin went upstairs to change. The event was just an informal dinner with family and friends, there was no need for him to dress up formally. He picked a long-sleeved button-down shirt paired with his dark pants. He fixed his hair and, in a few minutes, went downstairs. Serene had also just completed being dressed and made up. Justin stopped in his tracks at the sight of her. He knew that she’s beautiful, but she still took his breath away.

When Mitch and Justin entered the room, Keona rang for more tea and we settled into finalizing the plans Sasha, Keona, and I had already begun. Justin was a little on the small side for a man. I’d guess him at about five feet six inches. His silver-gray hair was worn slicked back. Blue eyes danced and sparkled below perfectly shaped brows and a high forehead. He was lean, but muscular. He radiated power, danger, strength and…life. He glowed with life. His toothy smile was infectious.