Page 123 of Haze of Obedience

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"It's not your fault. I'm blaming Tinker on this one."

"Maybe it'll be better after I blow it dry," she offers while cringing.

I hand her the dryer. Fifteen minutes later, and it's official. My hair is neon orange.

"Well. Guess it's a good thing I don't want to draw any attention to me or anything like that."

Penelope puts her hand over her mouth and tries not to laugh.

"I did have green and even yellow hair once. I guess it's only fair orange gets a turn."

That only makes Penelope close her eyes.

"What do you think went through Tinker's mind when he chose this one?"

She busts out laughing so hard tears drip. "I'm sorry."

I shrug and open the door. "Let's go see what our host thinks."

She attempts to compose herself, and we go into the kitchen. As soon as we step through the door, the guys turn.

I try to keep a straight face and sit on Dirk's lap. "How do you like my hair?"

His eyes widen. "It looks..."

"Go on."

"You're sexy with any color hair. I already told you that."

"Right. But what about this hair?" I hold a fistful out.

"You look beautiful as always."

Axel grunts, and I turn.

"What do you think?"

"It's great, Zoe."

I tilt my head.

"What?" He holds his hands in the air.

"I think you were meant to be a redhead," Tinker says with a huge smile as if he genuinely believes that.

Penelope clears her throat. "Tinker, what color do you think Zoe's hair is?"

"Red."

"No. It's not."

"Sure it is."

"It's orange. Neon orange."

"Is it?"

"Yes."

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