All Chapters of Naughty #teXXXt: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“Where is she?” I asked as my brother came into the room. His skin still gleamed from his exertions, and he was stark naked. I averted my gaze from him and opened the fridge to fill a glass with sparkling water for our guest. “In the living room,” he said absently, and I watched him as he poured a glass of water from the tap. He guzzled it down in one long drink before he filled the glass again. “I can handle her tonight if, you’d prefer.” He turned to me, a fresh glass of water in hand. I set the glass of water down on the island between us. The room was filled with stainless steel appliances, even the cabinets were stainless steel, and the floor was hard oak. The walls were tiled in black square tiles, and all in all, it looked modern, but it always felt cold. It wasn’t my favorite room in the place. “I’ll be fine. What’s her name?” He hadn’t given me any information and for a moment, I wondered if he wanted her all to himself. I looked at him, noticed the way he wouldn’t look at

“That bitch did what now?” Keith blasted from the other end of the phone line. I held the phone away from my face and stepped further away from the café I’d stopped at to grab some coffee. I was the only one of us with a class this morning, and I’d blown it off to call my brothers. I’d headed out from Celia’s not sure of what to do first, but as I’d waited in line for the coffee, an idea had started to form. Keith had been the first one that answered, so he heard the news first. It wasn’t that I preferred him over the other brother, it was just that Colin hadn’t answered the phone yet. Of course, he’d had a long night with Celia the night before. “She cut off all of Celia’s hair. It’s as short as yours now.” Mine was still growing in, but the cap had covered that up from Celia as I held her only a few minutes ago. It was the first time I’d held her in my arms, and I felt as if I was in fucking heaven!I’d wanted to kiss away her tears, pull her into a closet, and fuck her up against

“Celia, what do you mean you’ve moved in with a boy?” My mom was horrified on the other end.“It’s not like that, Mom. Calm down.” Well, not exactly like that I thought to myself as I glanced over at Keith. He was cooking a vegetarian dinner for us, and she’d called as I waited. “I had an incident with my roommate.” “What happened, honey? Are you alright?” I could feel her concern over the miles that separated us.“I’m fine. She just…” I sighed and looked up at Keith. He smiled a smile that told me to be brave. “She cut all my hair off while I was asleep.” “But that’s assault. Or battery. One of those. Isn’t it?” Mom sounded near to hysterical, so I knew I had to calm her down.“It’s being taken care of, Mom. Calm down.” “But baby, things like that aren’t supposed to happen. And who is this boy?” I heard my Nan in the background, cackling. She would love this.“A boy I started seeing, Mom. I’ll send you a picture later, yes.” I said with exasperation. “Look, he’s making us dinner.

Another week passed as I went to class, work, and then straight home to Keith every day. It was a totally new way of life for me, but I couldn’t help but love it. Even if he had cut his hair. That kind of broke my heart because he’d done it for me. It also made me smile because he’d done it for me. I didn’t see Rachel, thankfully, but I did see Becky. She was a little miffed at me for leaving her at the bar on her own that night. I’d been so caught up in the moment and then the sex, that I’d ignored her even in class since I spent most of the time on my phone with Keith. I valued her friendship, so I made the effort to apologize with a hug and a quick lunch between classes and all seemed to be going well.I’d even started to feel optimistic again, after the drama with Rachel. I hadn’t heard anything more from the school about it, but I knew there was some kind of investigation going on. I got evil looks from the sorority sisters she hung out with and I could hear their whispers when

“I kind of like the pink,” I told her when I saw her a few minutes after I got out of the shower. “It’s like you have a cotton candy halo around your head.” “Oh stop!” She patted at her hair, but it just wouldn’t lay flat. “I think that dye damaged it because it was on there so long. It made it kind of frizzy.” “I’m sure there will be something at the salon that can fix it,” I reassured her as we walked in the direction of the hairdressers’. I stopped and picked up two coffees and then we were on our way. The walk took fifteen minutes, but we were still early. Natalie let us in anyway, her eyes wide as she looked at Celia. “Girl, I have to teach you how to throw a hay-maker, don’t I?” She tutted and fussed until she had Celia in a chair with a cover snapped around her neck to protect her clothes. She examined Celia’s hair carefully and asked questions before she finally offered any advice. “Right now, I’d tell you to leave it alone. The hair was really damaged by the dye they thre