Free The Right Kind of Love by Kennedy Kelly Page B

did the formalities. “Hi, yes, I’m Drea. Welcome to Bangs Salon and Spa. Are you ready to work today?”
    “Of course, I’m super excited!” I was thrilled to have a new salon to work at.
    “Well, let’s give you the nickel tour, and then I will get you settled at your station. You’ll be doing walk-ins today and most the rest of the week until we can get you an established clientele.”
    I followed her around the shop from the stylist area to the spa part of the salon. The shop was rich with warmth and gorgeous. She truly had created a lovely business. I met the other stylists and employees along the way. I wasn’t going to be able to remember everyone’s name, but I would at least try.
    We made our way back into the salon and she ushered me over to my station. “Here’s where I have you working for now. You’ll be between Mags and Luka.”
    They were both in the middle of taking care of their client’s but stopped to shake hands and formerly introduce themselves. They were both gorgeous. Mags was tall, much taller than I was. She has platinum blonde stick straight hair. Her make-up was done to the nines, which only accentuated her stunning blue eyes. Luka was raw sex appeal but after talking to him, he was very effeminate. He was tall with nearly black hair that he wore short on the sides and longer on the top. He had deep brown eyes. I could tell he was Italian by his olive skin tone. He was very good looking. They booth looked like they had spent plenty of hours at the gym with their chiseled physiques.
    I went about putting my scissors, blow dryer, and flat iron away in my station. I hadn’t brought any product, so I went back out to the reception area to see if I could buy some. Walking up to reception, I noticed Miranda was in the middle of talking to a client. Politely waiting, I went and perused the shelves to see what they had. They had top of the line products, which I was used to and I knew I could definitely make this work.
    Miranda finished so I walked back over to her. “I just moved here. I didn’t travel with any of my products. Only my scissors and other tools. Do you think it would be a big deal if I bought some?”
    “Yes, you can and you get fifty percent off. We have a lot of good lines, so hopefully you can find what you need.” She motioned to the racks of product.
    “I certainly can. I see several of the products I used to use when I did hair in Detroit.”
    “Oh, you’re from Detroit?” She gave me an inquisitive smile.
    “Yes, just moved here over the weekend.”
    “Cool. Well, help yourself. Bring everything over to me so I can write it down. We’ll take it out of your check.” She sat back and started moving the mouse around her desk.
    I went over to the shelves and started grabbing a little of everything. I didn’t stick with one product line. I chose some from almost every brand. There wasn’t one entire line I loved. It was bits and pieces of everything for me.
    With my hands full, I made my way back over to Miranda where she logged everything I had selected into the computer. “Thanks, Miranda. I appreciate you helping me out.”
    “No problem. Now go cut some hair. You have an appointment that’ll be here in an hour, so be ready at twelve.”
    “Will do, do you have any details?” I hope that maybe it was more than a haircut.
    She typed something in the computer. “Sure. You’re doing a highlight and cut.”
    “Perfect, I can’t wait!” I would be starting my day off right since I loved to do color.
    Heading back to my station, I noticed that Mags was in between clients. Hopefully, it would give us a chance to make a little small talk. I got to my station and started putting everything up in the cabinet.
    Mags approached me. “So are you settling in okay?”
    I turned to her and gave her a warm smile. “Absolutely, I didn’t bring any product with me, and I didn’t know where any of the supply houses was, so I had to buy some here.”
    She put her