#Chapter9

---First night

Nala POV

After our raid on the guys which is shockingly kind of fun, I never had someone to play jokes on like this. Kyle dragged me back to the room I woke up in, he gave me a puppy eye look and asked to do my hair.

Who could say no to that face? I sat down on the bed while he retrieved a hairbrush and started brushing my hair.

It was so therapeutic I was enjoying it way too much. When was the last time someone brushed my hair for me, maybe about ten years ago? I can only remember a few bits and pieces...