My eyebrows furrowed and I shook my head.

“Nope. I’m all yours this night.” I swallowed as I mentioned the phrases, however they weren’t as tough to talk as I assumed they might be.

Dawson’s shoulders loosened a fraction as he pursed his lips.

Some band I didn’t acknowledge came visiting the audio system, the singer virtually screaming and making my ears ring as they sang in regards to the sound of insanity.

“How are you going to take heed to these things? It’s simply freaking noise,” I mentioned.

Dawson huffed out a sigh of annoyance.

“Shinedown will not be noise,” Dawson mentioned defensively.

“Properly, to not you. But it surely’s just a little grating on my ears,” I half-whined, following it with a pout.

Dawson shot me a glance that I might solely describe as domineering, and I half fearful he was going to tug this automotive over and homicide me for my disdain of what was clearly his favourite music.

Approach to go, Nolan.

“You already know,” I began as I sat again in my seat, crossing my arms. “Technically, the winner ought to decide the music,” I quipped.

That appeared to change his temper a bit, changing the moody Dawson in entrance of me with the charismatic Dawson I used to be used to.

“Bratty boys don’t at all times get what they need. Generally they need to work for it,” he teased again, flashing a half-smile.

I couldn’t assist that my mouth dropped open at his phrases.

Was he calling me a… brat?

The notion made me flip six shades of purple, and Dawson solely shook his head, a whole smile lastly spreading throughout his face.

“Fucking hell, Nolan you’ll want to cease doing that,” he mentioned, chuckling.

“Doing what?”

“Being fucking cute,” he mentioned, flashing me a smile as he hit his steering wheel.

Dawson thinks I’m… cute?

The phrases brought on me to choke by myself air.

No fucking manner.

He shook his head. “Driver picks the music, champ. Perhaps for those who’re an excellent boy although… you’ll be able to decide it on the best way house.” His voice was darkish and engaging and my cock throbbed from the implications.

I shifted in my seat as soon as extra, casually adjusting myself in a manner that wouldn’t draw consideration.

The very last thing I wanted was for Dawson to know simply how freaking turned on I used to be in the mean time.

As a result of I most positively discovered Dawson Richards greater than cute.

He was freaking excellent.

Too excellent for somebody like me, and I used to be dancing dangerously near the sting of Heaven. So, I made a decision if I used to be going to die on this hill, I used to be going to go down in fashion.

“Oh, I could be excellent,” I mentioned, flashing him with a smile of my very own. “With correct incentive, that’s. I like rewards.”

“In fact you do,” he mentioned as he continued to drive, turning up the radio.

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