Page 48 of The Millionaire Mortician
He nodded with a devilish smirk. “Happy to see me?” he sarcastically asked.
I didn’t respond. Instead, I turned and told him to follow me. This was not the place or the time to make a scene or do anything that would lead anyone to assume the worst. So, I acted normally and took him in my chair.
“The usual?” I wanted to confirm.
“Facts. Do ya thing like you always did.”
Our eyes locked through the mirror. The way he looked at me sent shivers down my spine. I didn’t know if to be scared or what. Quickly shifting my gaze, I jumped right into doing his cut.
I focused on what I was doing in front of me, but there were times I felt super uneasy because he kept staring at me through the mirror. Anytime I looked, he was all in my face. When I turned him to face me so I could cut or line the front of his head, he literally stared me in my eyes. It was the toughest haircut I ever had to do.
When I was finally finished, relief instantly washed over me, but I’d still be on edge until he left the salon.
Getting out of the chair, he took a step closer to me, but I stepped back. “Good lookin’, shorty.” Fabe grinned.
“You’re welcome.” I shot him a fake smile.
He then turned and walked toward the reception desk to make his payment. Talina and I looked at one another. She had uncertainty in her eyes. I didn’t tell her about what happened between Fabian and me. I told myself I was going to my grave with that one.
As soon as he stepped outside and the door closed behind him, I exhaled long and hard. I had been holding my breath the entire time, ready to check out. I needed some time to gather my thoughts and emotions, so I turned to head into my office.
Before I could make it to the door, I heard the front door buzz and someone pushing the door open hard. When I turned around to see who it was, I saw Maverick looking like a crazed madman, storming my way. In seconds, he was in front of me with a gun to my head, pushing my back against the office door.
“Go in,” he demanded.
I turned the knob, opened the door, and backed inside, never taking my eyes off of him and the gun. When we were inside, he shut the door behind him.
“Why the fuck did that nigga just leave here?” he asked with his jaw tight.
“Who?” I was confused.
“Don’t play stupid, Daija. That nigga, Frost.”
I was so lost, I honestly didn’t know who he was talking about.
“Mav, who the fuck are you talking about?”
“That big light skin nigga that literally just walked outta here, man.”
Fabian?
“That person who just left is Fabian, and he’s a client. I don’t know anyone named Frost, Maverick,” I snapped.
He eyed me for a moment, then hesitantly lowered his gun.
“I’ma let yo’ nigga deal with you,” he stated, then quickly left the office and the salon.
I felt tears falling as instantly. Talina rushed in, shutting the door right away. She didn’t even ask any questions. She just came and hugged me tightly. I was glad for that, because I was confused and didn’t have the answers to the questions she may have had.
What the hell is going on?
After everything transpiredat the salon, I literally stayed locked in my office until everyone left. Talina was the only one to stay back, of course. I didn’t attempt to call Milan, nor did he call me. I was still oblivious to what was going on and the connection between Maverick and Fabian.
It was around ten o’clock at night when I gained the energy to get up and gather my things to leave. As we locked up, I kissed Talina goodnight and told her I’d call her if anything. We both walked to our vehicles, got in, and drove away.
On my way home, my mind was running wild. It was the first time that I wanted Milan to stay at work late, so by the time he came in, I was already asleep. I could’ve only imagined what I was about to walk into when I reached the house.
Not long after, I pulled up at home and saw both his whips outside, so I knew he had beaten me home. I sat in the car for a moment, rubbing my temple to calm my nerves. I don’t know why I felt that the longer I procrastinated going inside, the better things would be. Once I shook that theory out of my mind, I told myself to just deal with whatever it was and get it over with.
