laughed out loud, thankful no one was around to hear him. He typed out a quick response.
Yeah, most likely. And you probably shouldn’t tell your Ranger boyfriend you are considering assault and battery.
Expecting Mack to respond right away, Dax was surprised when it was over an hour before he heard from her again.
Okay, you can’t do that shit to me, Daxton.
Concerned, Dax texted back immediately.
What shit?
Tell me you’re my boyfriend.
Dax smiled and typed out a quick response. Wanna go steady?
She responded with, Do you like me? Check Yes ___ or No___
Dax loved Mack’s sense of humor. She never ceased to surprise him.
Where’s the ‘Hell Yes’ box?
Dax’s phone rang not too much later after his last text. “Hey, Mack.”
“Don’t you think it’s too soon?”
“What’s too soon?”
“For us to be labeling what we have as boyfriend and girlfriend?”
Dax got serious. He thought this might be coming. “Mack, we’ve been out every weekend since we met. I can’t count the number of dates we’ve had, because we’ve had too many. One of which ended with both of us on your couch, me with one hand down your pants and the other under your bra. I’ve had my tongue practically down your throat every time we’ve seen each other and you’ve inspected every inch of my bare chest with your hands and your mouth. Did you seriously just ask me if it was too soon for us to be calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend?”
“Daxton!”
Dax smiled, knowing Mack was blushing. “Mack!”
“Okay, yeah, you have a point, but I just…we haven’t…I don’t know what this is.”
“You’re coming over tonight, yeah?”
“If you still want me to.”
“You’re coming over tonight. Bring a bag. You’re staying the night.” Dax could hear her breathing, but she didn’t say anything. He eased his tone back a bit. “Mack, I want you to stay the night. If you’re not ready for more than what we’ve done, no problem. I want to hold you in my arms as you sleep tonight, sweetheart. I’ve spent too many days in my shower thinking about you in my bed and jacking off. Sorry if that’s too crude, but it’s the truth. I want you in my arms. It’s time.”
“I sleep naked.” Mackenzie blurted out the first thing that came to mind after his words.
“What?”
“I sleep naked. I always have. I don’t like the feel of a shirt or pants on when I sleep. I don’t sleep calmly. I toss and turn and my clothes always end up wrapped around me and I feel like I’m being strangled. I’d like to say I’ll try to put something on, something sexy and lacy, but I can’t, it’s just not comfortable. I’m sorry. I know it’s weird, but I’ve always been that way.”
“Mack—”
“And it’s weird that we haven’t even slept together yet and I’m blurting this out, but I don’t think I can spend the night. It’d be weird if I wasn’t ready and you wanted me to sleep over and I took all my clothes off. It wouldn’t be fair to you, I’d be leading you on or something, and I don’t want to do that. I’m not a tease and I don’t want you to think that I am.”
“Mack, seriously, shut it, I—”
“And, you have a fourteen-pack. Seriously, you work out every morning and all I want to do in the mornings on the weekends is lay in bed until like ten. I hate working out, and I know I should, that would help my love handles, but I get all sweaty and gross then I’m sore and I’d rather keep my body the way it is—a bit big, but okay—than work out and hate every second of it.”
“Mack, swear to God, shut up and listen to me.”
Dax’s words seemed to echo across the connection. Mackenzie swallowed and bit her lip. “Sorry, Daxton. Shit. Sorry…go ahead.”
“I’m not sure even where to start after all that, but here goes. I wasn’t kidding when I told you I jacked off to the thought of you. I have and I do. I wanted you the second my tongue touched yours in your apartment that
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