Read The Hairdresser Diaries for Free Online Page A

off.
    “Just take it, in case you change your mind.” I reluctantly took his number and threw it in my purse. “It was nice to meet you Tatum,” he said as he took my hand and kissed it. “Sweet dreams.”
    As soon as he kissed my hand I automatically thought he was a player. Most jerks I knew kissed the hand because they thought it was smooth. Please, not me, it was a warning sign. I knew only creeps and players did that.
    When he walked away, Peyton leapt across my lap and yelled for Cole. “What are you doing?” I growled at her in a low voice.
    He turned back around and walked over to the table.
    “Can you give Tommy my number?” Peyton asked.
    “Sure,” he laughed, “What is it?”
    Peyton search through her purse for a pen and paper, but couldn’t find anything. Seeing that she was getting frustrated, Cole just told her to put her number in his phone and he would make sure Tommy got it.
    After she was finished he leaned over me to take his phone back. When he pulled back, he turned towards me and our faces were almost touching. I could feel his warm breath on my face.
    Trapped by the intense pull of his beautiful, blue eyes, I could barely breathe. I wasn’t even sure if I was breathing. I have no idea what came over me, but I wanted him to kiss me right here, right now. I almost leaned into him, but then he stood up and it was too late. I felt like I was gasping for air.
    “Oh and Cole, don’t be afraid to use that number yourself,” Peyton said winking at him. He blushed and walked away.
    I turned and shot Peyton a nasty look. “What?” she said.
    I didn’t say anything. I turned back and watched Cole leave wondering what had come over me a moment ago. Then I turned back to Peyton and asked, “You ready to go?”
    “Yeah let’s go.”
    We said our goodbyes to our remaining friends and left. I knew Peyton was tired and feeling a little defeated about not winning over Tommy’s attention. So I didn’t say anything on the way home. I’ll let her down easy tomorrow, when hopefully she won’t remember much.
    That reminded me I wanted to bust Cole for lying to me about Tommy. I wanted to do it earlier, but forgot when I was distracted by Logan’s behavior. Then my mind shifted again because I knew Logan would be waiting for my text and right now that was the only thing I cared about.

    Growing old is mandatory. Growing up is optional.
    -Unknown

Chapter 3
    After I dropped Peyton off I sent Logan a text to let him know I was on my way home. When I got there he was already waiting for me. I got out of my car and signaled for him to follow me inside the house. We didn’t say anything to each other until we got to my room. I planned on talking to him about his peculiar behavior tonight.
    I wasn’t sure how to go about it without him getting all defensive. He didn’t like conflict. He liked to keep things simple and anything that gave him a reason to get worked up about he dismissed. If I brought something up that bothered me, something he did, he would usually blame me for it. Saying it was my own fault and I’m too over dramatic and then not talk to me for a month when really it was always him just being an ass. Normally I could deal with it but tonight it was really bothering me.
    I took a deep breath and just decided to come out with it. “You know, you acted like a real ass tonight,” I said sitting on my bed waiting for the blow back. It didn’t come.
    “What are you talking about?” he said, acting like he had no idea what I meant.
    “I just think it’s funny how you tell me you want to keep our little rendezvous a secret, but after tonight’s little display…”
    He cut me off, sat down on the bed next to me, and laid his hand on top of mine. “I know I’m sorry. I was just thinking maybe we could start letting people know.”
    “Know what exactly?” I asked hesitantly and a more than a little confused.
    “That we’re together.”
    What! Did he just really say that? My head