Justin Jefferson Hair Novels & Stories

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?"

"I'm good." Justin stood a foot taller than Logan with his light brown hair that shimmered a hint of yellow under the light and his light green eyes with a touch of yellow, looking like Jenson Ackles from Supernatural. Of course, he and his brothers have the same trait of hair and eyes, but they are different in personalities. Justin being the second oldest son of Big Jack's children, I say he and Seth are alike. A big flirt. Justin used to flirt with Athena whenever she would hang out with Jordan during their high school years. And Justin would always get a black eye from her.

I smiled warmly as I looked at his beautiful face. Justin was such a beautiful child. He was a bit tall for his age and he was so fair, with smooth creamy skin like his.. Father. When I gave birth to him I'd been shocked when I saw that he was almost as fair as a baby albino. But now, the complexion was mild. Making him such a fine kid. The haircut reminded me of his father. Justin had super soft curls on top of his head, the sides were cut shorter than the middle, making him look so much like his dad. I smiled sadly as I remembered his father.

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.

Not still satisfied, he brought out a brush and combed her hair gently. "Tell me if it hurts," he said softly. Suzanne just giggled. "I didn't know you take hair beauty lessons," she said in a teasing voice as he finished up. "Check it out," Justin turned her around so she'd use the window as a small mirror. Suzanne smiled at her reflection. "I look really cute," she grinned and turned to face him. Justin had helped her style it in a way that suited her face shape and the rest. He smiled back at her.

I wouldn’t miss our usual Wednesday lunch for anything. I slipped on jeans and a little top and slacked my hair back in the tightest ponytail. Mom had always said my hair was what they call too thick. So I always preferred packing it into a bun so it’s not all over place. The sun was extremely hot when I stepped out; I clutched my bag tighter and made my way to the cafeteria. Justin was already seated at the far end of the room with his head bent, laughing over something on his phone. His hair fell loosely across his forehead, slightly messy in a way that somehow made him look even better.