Kevin Gates Braids Novels & Stories

He stated. “Oh, ok gentleman,” I teased. He smiled. I didn't want to waste much time in the toilet since he was waiting. I was hoping to stay alone for some time. Inhaling and exhaling, I decided to go out, splashing a little water on my face and got out quietly. Kevin was completely absorbed in his phone. He didn't notice me come out. I took in his blue suit and matching shoes. I was beginning to think men put gel on their hair in the corporate world. My dad did, Kael did and some other men I saw tonight did.

I grab an overall coat and wear it, hiding what’s underneath. My honey blonde hair is pulled into a high ponytail, earlier. I had considered dying it flaming-red, it might make me feel more...sexy, but I discarded the thought right away. My lips, painted in a cherry plum lipstick makes me look more favorable to the eye. Done, perfect. Now, I can leave. I start to walk towards the door, but it’s pushed open and Kevin saunters in, like the asshole that he is, reeking of alcohol.

Karen Daly simply nodded her head and smiled gently, "It's beautiful." Hearing her praise her braids, Little Karen said proudly, "Daddy braided them for me." Karen Daly was stunned... She could not imagine how a god-like man like Kevin Kyle would braid his child's hair. She imagined Kevin Kyle combing the little girl's hair in a clumsy way... Karen Daly felt that the thought of it was so beautiful, and she did not dare think too much about it. It was really warm and sweet of him. His wife must be very happy. She was so lucky to have such a husband who knew how to dote on others!

"You shouldn't talk that loud, Britt!" This was the first time Kevin had raised his voice in front of Brittany. And it took the blonde girl by surprise. Brittany had already booked a makeup artist for her special day. In secret, not only did Brittany want to look beautiful in her graduation toga, but she also wanted to please Kevin because it was his birthday.

Tianna returned the bangles to him and waited for his performance. "Watch carefully and don't blink. I'll only perform once," Kevin said mysteriously. He pinched a bangle in one hand and made a few dazzling gestures in a fancy way. Then... "Creak!" The two bangles collided with each other, then Kevin let go of one of his hands. One of the bangles had wrapped around the other. "Isn't it amazing?"

Henzie shifted her gaze to Kevin, then back to Arabella. "I'll wait for you outside," said Arabella, releasing her hand and leaving the cafeteria. "May I ask you a question?" Henzie opened her voice carefully after Arabella left. "Of course. What do you want to ask?" Kevin replied quickly. "Th-that... is your silver hair and red eyes real?" Kevin seemed to show a little surprise at Henzie's question. He was silent for a moment, but soon the man just laughed a little. "You know, my hair is actually blonde, but I

Ginny's POV “It worked! Ginny, it worked!” Kevin’s voice echoed around the club room, his face lit up with a wide, boyish grin that made him look younger than usual. I was perched on the armrest of the velvet couch, sipping my drink, legs crossed lazily. I tilted my head to the side, feigning confusion even though I already knew exactly what he was about to say. “What worked?” I asked, blinking innocently. “SilverBridge!” He practically shouted, rushing over to me, “I thought it had been quite a while since I invested in that stock and I decided to check it out and it tripled, Ginny! The stock has increased threefold!”

Grayish-brownish pants and some dark gray converse style shoes. Kevin is the nerd. He's wearing a light blue with white striped polo shirt covered with an orange long-sleeved pullover that was slightly tucked in some regular pants and some vans. To complete his nerdy look, his hair - or should I say his blue wig - combed back neatly and he is wearing large rimmed fake glasses. I honestly did not expect that sort of nerdy look would look good on guys but Kevin was able to pull it off perfectly.

“Bare minimum king.” I rolled my eyes despite myself. “Can we focus?” “We are focused,” Amy said. “On your personal growth.” A knock sounded lightly against the open office door before any of us could continue. I looked up automatically. Then froze. Kevin stood there holding two large paper bags in one hand and a drink tray in the other. Rainwater still clung faintly to the shoulders of his dark jacket, and his expression shifted immediately when he saw me. “There she is,” he said easily.

Kevin didn't notice anything unusual about Marcia. He chatted animatedly with the stylist, gesturing as they discussed the perfect hairstyle for her. The two seemed to hit it off the more they talked. "Alright, let's go with the plan—curl her hair and then pin it up," Kevin said with a cheerful grin, pointing at Marcia. "Patricia, I need to step out for a bit. Don't worry, this stylist is absolutely reliable!" Marcia nodded expressionlessly.