Page 44 of Fake Dating Daxton Hawk
I shower quickly, mostly because my nerves are running wild being in a shower Daxton touched himself in. Did he finish after I left? I get warm wondering about the answer.
When I’m all clean, I change into long pajama pants and a hoodie, and find a text waiting on my phone.
Daxton “Dickhead” Hawk
Meet me in the theater when you’re ready, kitten.
The theater lights are still bright when I arrive. Unlike most movie theaters, this one doesn’t have individual seating. There’s one massive daybed that spans the back wall, covered in cushions. Daxton sits right in the middle, reclined with a bowl of popcorn next to him and is searching through movies with the remote.
“I still have no idea why my name is kitten.”
His eyes flick to me and he grins. “Come on. Think. In all the time we’ve known each other, only once have we spoken about cats.”
My mind jogs through every conversation I’ve had with Daxton. Nothing comes to me at first, until…
My eyes flare at the memory. I grab a nearby cushion and throw it at Daxton. “The panties?”Lick my pussy. “I can’t believe you, Daxton.”
He laughs, dodging my pillow attack.
I fold my arms, laughing too. “You take pleasure in teasing me, don’t you?”
“Are you kidding? Of course I do. It’s too much fun making you blush.” He throws the cushion back at me. “You just going to stand there? Come sit down.”
I climb onto the daybed. It’s so massive that I have to do an embarrassing crawl across it to get to Daxton. When I do reach him, I’m unsure of how close to sit, so I leave a good few feet.
“I see you’ve made your own user profile on my Netflix,” he says.
“Yeah. I didn’t think you’d like me messing up your recommended watches with all the porn I consume.”
He chuckles. When I look at the screen, I realize he’s scrolling through my to-watch list. “You aresucha girl.A Cinderella Story. She’s the Man,” he names a few of the movies I saved. “Oh, here’s one keeping in line with your porn habits.Magic Mike.”
I roll my eyes and laugh at his teasing tone. “You are the worst. I’m a dancer. I like that movie. And I’m not shying away from enjoying a good male stripper.”
“Noted. So, what movie do you want to watch? Your choice.”
I grab the remote off him, my fingers tingling as our skin touches, and scroll through my to-watch list. “Oh, I loveBurlesque.We’re watching this.”
As soon as I hit play, Daxton presses a button on his phone and the theater turns dark, with only the dim flickering of the screen animating the theater.
“Impressive,” I say as the main character starts singing the opening song. “I’ve been living in the Stone Age all this time using the light switch.”
“Pass me your phone. I’ll link it to the lighting system.”
I unlock my phone and hand it over, realizing too late that I left open the last text message from Daxton. He presses his lips together to resist laughing. “You saved me in your phone asDaxton ‘Dickhead’ Hawk?”
“You were a dickhead.” I grab my phone off him and change his name toDaxton.
“That’s no fun. Surely you can come up with something more creative. How about pumpkin? Or what was that thing you called me on TikTok? Oh, that’s right.Next-level hot.”
My eyes pop open wide. Thank God the room is dark because I can feel myself going red. “You saw my TikTok?”
“A friend sent it to me. It was cute.”
He takes my phone from me and messes around with the settings, syncing it up to the lighting system.
“Cuteisn’t really the word I’m going for with my TikTok. More like seductive and sexy.”
“Obviously. I didn’t think that needed to be stated.” Daxton returns my phone as the opening dance scene of the movie ends. He sinks into the cushions and watches the screen. “You don’t need to try for seductive and sexy. Those things come to you naturally.”
