Page 22 of O'Mega's Revenge
Something pasty stuck to my cheek. I swiped it away, mostly and stared at the smear of blue gunk on my hand.
I blinked multiple times to figure out whether I was seeing shit, or it was fucking blue. My cheek itched so I used the clean backside of my hand to wipe at it. That, too, came back blue.
“What in the fuck?”
I glanced at the bed beside me. No Meghan.
The pillow where my head was had a glob of blue and bits of hair stuck to it.
Immediately, my hand went to my head.
My heart stood still as I felt stubble.
I left the service over a decade before and swore I’d never cut my hair again. But sure as shit, there was a familiarity to the velvety section I’d swept my hand over.
The blue one.
“God dammit!”
I stumbled to the bathroom, swerving because of the hangover, and shock.
When I got a good look in the mirror, I started cussing every word and word combination I knew.
“Those god damned bitches.”
“Hey Wolf, Ma made coffee—oh shit.”
Sprout’s mouth hung open.
“Your hair.”
Yeah.
He whistled. “It’s blue.”
I turned on the shower and started scrubbing my hands before I took off my clothes. “Is it on the vest?”
I’d fucking kill every last one of them if they got dye on my cut.
“Hold still. Let me get it off you.” Sprout helped me get the vest off and wiped the glob of dye off where I’d smeared some.
“Luckily, black leather hides a lot of shit.”
The water was hot as fuck, but I didn’t care. I scrubbed and adjusted the water.
Sprout held a hand up to shield his eyes. “Jesus-fuck. You tell anyone I saw your dick this morning, and I swear I’ll sic Ma on you.”
“Promises, promises. Hand me the Vaseline.”
“Jesus, God, Wolf, I am not watching you jack off.”
“The petroleum will help lift the color from my skin.” I hoped. Meghan told me the hairdresser did that to her scalp once. I couldn’t remember if it was before or after the dye. Whatever, I needed this shit off.
“The cleaning service is going to fucking flip shit when they see this. Dude, send another couple hundred my way to cover this.”
“Get the fucking DHMC bitches to cover it.”
A smile spread across his face.
