Page 62 of Fake Dating Daxton Hawk
“I missed you too. Hey, guess what,” I bust out as soon as I’m back on my feet, having been excited to share this news with Daxton all day. “You know my TikTok video that did well? It’s up to three hundred thousand views.”
“Incredible.”
Mina shouts out to me from in the living room. “Babe, what? You didn’t tell me. That’s amazing.”
“I was going to tell you,” I call to her, then turn back to Daxton. “Come and meet my friends.” I lead him by the hand into the living room where everyone stands for his arrival. “Hey, everyone. This is Daxton, my um…”
“Boyfriend?” Darius offers.
I send him a glare and he grins back at me.
Zac takes the lead, holding out his hand for Daxton to shake. “Hey, it’s nice to officially meet you. I’m Zac.”
“Likewise,” Daxton tells him.
Mina introduces herself next, keeping her distance but offering a welcoming smile. “Hi, I’m Mina.”
“Honestly, you need no introduction. Jordan doesn’t stop talking about you.” He passes Zac a bottle of wine. “My way of saying thanks for the invite.”
Zac reads the label, his eyebrows rising. “1989. Fancy.”
“What can I say? I grew up on a vineyard.”
When the introduction with Mina and Zac wraps up, I gesture to everyone else. “This is Verena and her husband, Adrian. And Darius and his boyfriend, Victor.”
They all shake hands and share a few words, then Mina says to everyone, “Not to be a bitch and interrupt the conversations, but we need to get this murder mystery started. Follow me to the dining room.”
Daxton takes my hand and we follow everyone out of the living room. Ahead of us, I see Verena enter the dining room first. She yelps at something and jumps back into Adrian’s arms, laughing in hysterics a moment later.
“Jesus, Mina,” Adrian laughs. “I didn’t realize how over the top you were going with this party.”
I have no clue what could be so startling. I helped decorate the dining room and all that’s in there is a circular seance table that we’ll be dining on with an assortment of crystal balls, tarot cards, and other divination tools as a centerpiece.
Daxton and I file into the living room next, and then I see it, the guy lying on the table pretending to be dead with a fake knife sticking out of his heart.
“Babe,” I laugh. “You hired an actor?”
The doorbell rings, followed by aggressive banging.
“Correction,” Mina says. “I hired multiple actors. Let me check who’s at the door.” She winks at us then heads for the front door, reappearing with a police officer.
He’s a thick, burly man and shouts at all of us. “Sit down, you motherfuckers. There’s been a murder here and no one is leaving this apartment until the culprit is found.”
ChapterTwenty-Nine
Daxton
“The victim’s penis was found behind the refrigerator.”
Everyone cracks up laughing as Verena reads the clue. With a few glasses of wine in everyone—except me and Jordan, because if she’s not drinking, neither am I—and with the erotic humor of this game, none of us have stopped laughing for the last two hours.
“Not only that,” Verena continues. “The penis was found with two puncture marks and drained of all blood.”
“Vampires!” Darius shouts, pointing across the seance table to where Jordan and I sit.
Jordan leans into me, giggling. “I’m so sorry, I had no idea this party would be so strange.”
“Are you kidding me?” My left hand rests on her thigh and I give a gentle squeeze. “This is hilarious. I’m having so much fun.”
