Accidentally Yours
Chapter 122
A show. Sure. And I’m the Pope.
Still, Babbs just hummed and tapped it into the schedule. Money was money. And in Vegas? Secrets were the house currency.
But she couldn’t help herself. “That’s a lot to book in advance.”
Lola’s smirk was small, sharp. “I like being prepared.”
That tracked. And it made Babbs more curious, not less. The way Lola leaned on the counter–confident, self–contained, no nervous fidgeting. The way she didn’t overshare. No backstory about boyfriends or jobs or bachelorette parties. Just the facts. Like she wanted what she wanted and nothing else needed to be explained.
Babbs respected it. But she also knew when someone was building a wall.
“Alright,” she said, clicking the confirmation. “Cut and color in a week. Makeup sessions blocked out. Tattoo cover included. I’ll handle your file personally.”
Lola gave a single nod, like that was exactly what she wanted to hear.
For a beat, silence hummed between them. Not uncomfortable. Just weighted.
Babbs tilted her head. “First time booking here?”
“Yes.” Lola’s lips curved, not quite a smile. “Big project.”
Something in the way she said it tugged at Babbs. Not the words themselves–but the certainty behind them.
Big project.
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Babbs didn’t buy the story about a show. But she didn’t push either. Vegas ran on secrets, and she wasn’t in the business of prying unless the tips were worth it.
Still, she couldn’t shake the feeling that this one wasn’t just another client. She had fire in her walk, calculation in her eyes.
Babbs leaned back against her chair, arms folding. “Well. Welcome to the fold, Lola. Looks like we’ll be seeing each other a lot.”
Lola’s smirk sharpened, wicked and bright. “I’m counting on it.”
‘And Babbs knew, without knowing why, that whatever this woman was planning—it wasn’t just hair and makeup.
Lola
The penthouse was quiet when Lola padded back inside from the elevator, muscles loose and heavy from the two–hour massage. She’d made her detour through the salon, booked what she needed, even grabbed a gym schedule for later. Productive, if she said so herself.
But the second she dropped onto the couch, her phone lit up.
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