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don’t get that. I’m just supposed to sit there with my hands in my lap waiting for you? I feel stupid just sitting there like a helpless little woman. I have two hands. I can open the door just fine by myself.”
“It’s the gentlemanly thing to do.”
“I know, I know , but I still think it’s weird. I mean, I know you’re a gentleman. Hell, the entire embarrassing episode at my apartment told me that.”
“How about we make a deal?”
“What kind of deal?”
“The kind of deal where if I tell you it’s important to me to come around and assist you out of the car so you don’t fall over or when I want to be a gentleman, you’ll agree. And if I don’t bring it up, you can get out on your own and meet me here, in front of the car, just like you did today.”
Mackenzie thought about it for a second and smiled, liking that Daxton thought there’d be times in the future they’d be driving somewhere together. She liked it a lot. “Okay, deal. If it’s important to you, tell me and I’ll wait. Otherwise I’ll do my own thing.”
“Good, let’s go.” Dax took Mackenzie’s hand and laced their fingers together, liking the feel of her hand in his. He had a good hunch about Mackenzie and dinner. He hoped this was the beginning of a long relationship.
Chapter Six
The car was silent on the way back to Mackenzie’s apartment after dinner. Dax had a great time, Mackenzie was a hoot, and he couldn’t remember when he’d enjoyed a date more. Granted, he hadn’t been on many dates in the recent past, but he still didn’t think any of them had been as fun as this one had been.
The restaurant was one of Dax’s favorites. It was a cross between a bar and grill and a diner. Around ten each night, the owners stopped serving food and the ambiance changed to more of a bar-type atmosphere.
Dax and Mackenzie had eaten, then sat talking until Mack suggested they play darts. The funniest part was that she’d never thrown a dart before in her life. She was awful at it, but she laughed at herself every time she missed the bull’s-eye by a mile.
And Mackenzie was clumsy. She hadn’t been lying. At one point, she’d reached across the table and knocked over his water glass. She’d apologized profusely, but Dax had waved it off. Since the seat on his side of the booth had been wet, it’d given him an excuse to move over to sit next to her, so it had all worked out in his favor anyway.
Then when they were playing darts, she’d dropped one and it barely missed landing on her foot. One throw also went way wide and luckily had bounced off the wall and landed on the floor, instead of about a foot to the left, to the man standing next to the wall drinking a beer. Mackenzie decided she’d had enough darts at that point.
They’d laughed and Mack had giggled as their date continued. She hadn’t been pissed or thrown a hissy fit when a woman, out having drinks with friends, came up to him and gave him her business card and said, “Call me.” Mackenzie had thought it hilarious instead.
It was a refreshing change from the last woman Dax had dated, who’d been pissed when another woman had slipped him her phone number while they were out on a date one night. Even though he hadn’t done anything to encourage the waitress in any way shape or form, his date got upset at him and insisted that he must’ve done something to make her think he was into her. It was the last time Dax had asked her out.
Now Dax was taking Mackenzie back to her apartment. He didn’t want the night to end, but it was late and Mack was yawning in the seat next to him. He pulled into the parking lot and turned off the engine. Dax waited until Mackenzie turned to look at him.
“Wait there, I’ll come around.” He paused until Mack smiled and nodded at him.
Dax went around the car, opened the passenger door, and held out his hand. Mack put her hand in his and allowed him to help her up and out. Dax held Mack against him
“It’s the gentlemanly thing to do.”
“I know, I know , but I still think it’s weird. I mean, I know you’re a gentleman. Hell, the entire embarrassing episode at my apartment told me that.”
“How about we make a deal?”
“What kind of deal?”
“The kind of deal where if I tell you it’s important to me to come around and assist you out of the car so you don’t fall over or when I want to be a gentleman, you’ll agree. And if I don’t bring it up, you can get out on your own and meet me here, in front of the car, just like you did today.”
Mackenzie thought about it for a second and smiled, liking that Daxton thought there’d be times in the future they’d be driving somewhere together. She liked it a lot. “Okay, deal. If it’s important to you, tell me and I’ll wait. Otherwise I’ll do my own thing.”
“Good, let’s go.” Dax took Mackenzie’s hand and laced their fingers together, liking the feel of her hand in his. He had a good hunch about Mackenzie and dinner. He hoped this was the beginning of a long relationship.
Chapter Six
The car was silent on the way back to Mackenzie’s apartment after dinner. Dax had a great time, Mackenzie was a hoot, and he couldn’t remember when he’d enjoyed a date more. Granted, he hadn’t been on many dates in the recent past, but he still didn’t think any of them had been as fun as this one had been.
The restaurant was one of Dax’s favorites. It was a cross between a bar and grill and a diner. Around ten each night, the owners stopped serving food and the ambiance changed to more of a bar-type atmosphere.
Dax and Mackenzie had eaten, then sat talking until Mack suggested they play darts. The funniest part was that she’d never thrown a dart before in her life. She was awful at it, but she laughed at herself every time she missed the bull’s-eye by a mile.
And Mackenzie was clumsy. She hadn’t been lying. At one point, she’d reached across the table and knocked over his water glass. She’d apologized profusely, but Dax had waved it off. Since the seat on his side of the booth had been wet, it’d given him an excuse to move over to sit next to her, so it had all worked out in his favor anyway.
Then when they were playing darts, she’d dropped one and it barely missed landing on her foot. One throw also went way wide and luckily had bounced off the wall and landed on the floor, instead of about a foot to the left, to the man standing next to the wall drinking a beer. Mackenzie decided she’d had enough darts at that point.
They’d laughed and Mack had giggled as their date continued. She hadn’t been pissed or thrown a hissy fit when a woman, out having drinks with friends, came up to him and gave him her business card and said, “Call me.” Mackenzie had thought it hilarious instead.
It was a refreshing change from the last woman Dax had dated, who’d been pissed when another woman had slipped him her phone number while they were out on a date one night. Even though he hadn’t done anything to encourage the waitress in any way shape or form, his date got upset at him and insisted that he must’ve done something to make her think he was into her. It was the last time Dax had asked her out.
Now Dax was taking Mackenzie back to her apartment. He didn’t want the night to end, but it was late and Mack was yawning in the seat next to him. He pulled into the parking lot and turned off the engine. Dax waited until Mackenzie turned to look at him.
“Wait there, I’ll come around.” He paused until Mack smiled and nodded at him.
Dax went around the car, opened the passenger door, and held out his hand. Mack put her hand in his and allowed him to help her up and out. Dax held Mack against him
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