Page 23 of My Fake Relationship With the Popular Boy
I hit his arm. “You should be nicer to your girlfriend, you know.”
He kept laughing but he wrapped his arm around my shoulders like he’d done that morning.
“Sorry, dear,” he said. I rolled my eyes at the pet name.
“You really like to hug, huh?” I said, eyeing the hand that was casually hanging in front of my chest.
“Yeah…” he said. “You know, a couple years ago, Sabrina and Eli made me do one of those ‘what’s your love language’ tests and it said it was physical touch, so I guess it makes sense.”
“That would explain it.” I tried to nod my head but his arm was holding my hair down so I could barely move an inch.
“Why?” Jaxon asked. “Do you not like it?”
He started pulling his hand away. Without thinking, I grabbed his hand and pulled his arm back into the place it had been a minute ago.
“No!” I said. I blushed a little at my quick response and dropped my hand again. “I mean… it’s nice. I like it.”
My words clearly took him by surprise and, honestly, they took me by surprise a little too. I didn’t know why but I actually found his arm slung over my shoulder like that really comforting. I probably shouldn’t have sounded so sincere, though; I couldn’t risk Jaxon thinking that I actually liked him or something stupid like that.
The hostess walked up to the stand. “Table for five?”
“Yes,” Eli said.
She nodded and grabbed some menus from the stack. “Follow me.”
She led us to the back corner of the restaurant. The table had a bench on one side with three chairs opposite it and a chair at each end of the table. Madison took the chair at the head of the table, leaving each side of the table for a couple. Jaxon pulled out the middle chair for me. I would have preferred to sit nextto Madison but I didn’t complain as I sat down in the offered chair. Jaxon sat down on the chair on the side further away from Madison, so I could at least talk to her easily. Jaxon’s chair was about two feet from mine but he immediately moved it closer to me, until our legs were actually touching, and rested his arm on the back of my chair.
Madison leaned her chin on her hand, staring at Jaxon, and sighed.
“What a gentleman,” she said dreamily.
“Is he my boyfriend or yours?” I asked. She just flipped a middle finger at me, though she laughed a little too. This whole fake boyfriend thing was actually becoming pretty fun for me.
“What are you going to get?” Jaxon asked me.
“Slow down, I haven’t even looked at the menu yet,” I said. I tucked my hair behind my ears and picked up the menu.
“What are you going to get?” Jaxon repeated jokingly as soon as I opened it. I grinned at him.
“Are you ever going to stop?” I knew him well enough to know the answer, but it was worth asking regardless.
“When you give me an answer.”
I shook my head and laughed. “I’m not sure what I’m going to get.”
“That’s not a good answer.”
“Okay, hot shot, what areyougoing to get?”
“I asked you first.”
“You’re ridiculous.”
“That’s why you love me.”
I ignored the love comment. “I think I want something spicy,” I said. “But I’m also very weak when it comes to spice so that might not be a good idea.”
Jaxon smirked. I expected him to make a comment about me not being able to handle spicy foods and while he would be absolutely correct, I also didn’t want to deal with it right then.
