Bo lined up various shades of yellows, oranges, and reds along the counter. “Yeah.” My adrenaline spiked as the notion I was getting a finished product today sliced through my mind. “Show me the range you wanna go with it.” He pointed to the bottles of colors he’d displayed for me. I glanced at the tints of each color and pulled out three from each row. “Let’s start with the dark red and then slowly blend into this shade of red. Do the same with orange next and then the yellows.” “Yeah. I think that’ll work.” Bo nodded. He moved the bottles onto his little metal tray and wiped everything off with pads drenched in rubbing alcohol, before washing his hands and pulling on some gloves. “All right, assume the position.” “What the fuck ever.” I chuckled as I straddled the leather chair and gripped the headrest. “The rest of this looks good, man.
