Chapter 11
Chapter
Eleven
Venus
Today had been a busy day, and it was only halfway over. It was time for end of the month payments, and my software was down. I ended up having to manually write out my staff’s checks, which took some time, but I didn’t mind at all.
When I was done, I put everyone’s checks in their locked lockers then decided to take some pictures for promo and marketing before heading out.
Anytime we took pictures of clients, it was with consent.
They also had the option of choosing if they wanted the pictures to be taken from the front or back.
I didn’t know the client that was in Britt’s chair, and since she was on the phone, I didn’t bother asking.
Britt was doing a bomb ass quick weave on her, so I wanted pictures of the before and after since she was getting a custom color.
I decided to take the pictures and leave the consent form with Britt to give to her client when she finished her phone call.
If she didn’t want me to post the pictures, I’d delete them, but I hoped she didn’t mind.
It wasn’t my intention, but as I took the pictures of the back of her head, I couldn’t help but listen in on her conversation. The only reason it piqued my interest so much was because she mentioned how horrible things could go if her man found out the truth.
She released a hard exhale and gently shook her head.
“You just don’t understand. If I tell him there’s a chance this isn’t his baby, he’s going to leave me.
” She paused as she listened to what the other person said, and me and Britt’s eyes locked.
“Yes, we technically aren’t together as it is, but I can’t be with Dru.
If I tell him there’s a chance this might be Dru’s baby, that’s it for me.
Even if this is Dru’s baby, no one can know.
I can’t raise this baby alone, Cynthia. I thought if anyone understood that, it would be you. ”
Deciding not to invade her privacy, I forced myself to put the phone down and walk away.
My head shook as I processed what I’d heard.
I would hate to be in her position, and I had no room to judge.
Hell, I emotionally connected with another man and hadn’t told Trevor yet.
A part of me wanted to downplay it and say he didn’t have to know, but I still felt guilty over how into Carson I was.
Now, I felt better about the secret feelings I was holding in.
This woman had a whole baby and didn’t know who the father was.
Worse, it sounded like she was going to hide the paternity if she had to, to keep the man she was currently dealing with.
It didn’t surprise me to hear something like that in my salon, because a lot of the conversations had in this environment could be scandalous.
This time, though, I felt more empathy for the man she was potentially trying to trap, and I wasn’t exactly sure why.