Page 43 of Fake Dating Daxton Hawk
I open my eyes and realize I should have left them closed. For the first time ever, I’m seeing Daxton in loungewear and it’s an amazing sight. He’s not the sharp businessman I know him as, but a normal guy dressed in black tracksuit pants and a gray t-shirt with his tattoos peeking out from the hem of his sleeves. His dark hair is damp and messy. Heat blooms in my groin at the very sight of him. I can’t stop watching the way the muscles in his back move as he opens the fridge and pours himself a glass of orange juice.
Daxton turns to me, waiting, and I realize he asked me a question.
“I’m sorry, what did you say?”
He laughs softly at my incoherence. “I’m interested to know why you were wanting to usemyshower?”
I gulp, my voice meek. “Your shower is the most luxurious. You said to make myself at home, so I explored the place.”
“Jordan.” Why does my name have to sound so good coming out of his mouth? “I’m fucking with you. I don’t care that you were in my room.”
“Well, anyway, the shower next to my room doesn’t have good water pressure.”
“Duly noted. I’ll have your shower upgraded to meet your standards,” he says, then drinks the orange juice.
I watch the way his lips move, the way his Adam’s apple bobs with each gulp, and have to look away. How is the act of Daxton drinking orange juice making me all hot and flustered? Needing a distraction, I bury my head in my phone.
He laughs again, the sound smug. “Christ, Jordan. Surely you’ve seen a man jerk off before?”
My God, how is he not embarrassed about this situation at all? Is he that sexually confident that a girl walking in on him in a raw moment means nothing? Obviously, yes. A man of his power would have no shame.
“No, actually. I haven’t seen a man do… that.” Another cringe. He didnotneed to know that information.
Daxton’s eyes linger on me but thankfully he changes the topic. “Have you been using the home movie theater?”
“I’ve been in there most nights this week.”
“Yeah? What did you watch?”
“The365 Daysmovies.”
He quirks a brow, the beginning traces of a smirk pulling at his lips. “You watched porn?”
Just like that, my cheeks are burning. “There’s a few sex scenes in those movies but they’re not porn. How do you even know about the365 Daysmovies? They’re for girls.”
“Come on, those movies have more than a few sex scenes. I hear things from friends. Why don’t you choose a new movie and we’ll watch it tonight.”
“Um… okay. You don’t want to go out?”
“I’ve had a long week. A movie could be fun. I’ll make popcorn while you take a shower.” He opens the pantry and grabs a packet of corn kernels. Something within the pantry captures his attention and he stares at it for a few seconds.
“You all good?”
Daxton grabs the item and I realize it’s a packet of cigarettes. The packet is brand new, still wrapped in plastic. He tosses it in the bin and smiles at me. “Perfect.”
“You’re flushing money down the toilet now?”
“I quit smoking.”
“Why? I mean, that’s good. But why?”
He shrugs. “You hate smokers, right?”
“I…uh…”What? He quit for me? Surely I’m misunderstanding something.
“Go take a shower, Jordan.”
Speechless, I follow his command and grab my pajamas from my room. Acting on autopilot, I head toward Daxton’s bathroom, hearing him laugh when he realizes where I’m going.
