The Alpha's Fight for His Omega
“Tsk. No more of that young lady.”
“Ye…yes ma’am.”
“Good. Now let’s get you washed, and we’ll talk about what you want done. Ok?”
“Ok.”
I followed her to the sinks, sat, and she washed my hair.
“What shampoo, and conditioner do you use?” Sharon asked as she shampooed my hair, and I told her.
“That cheap stuff? No dear. No of more of that either. I will set you up with the right stuff today. You do not need all of those chemicals. It weighs your hair down. We have a gentler shampoo for you to use.”
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