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I walked to the end of the island and grabbed the container, then popped it in the microwave to warm it up while I searched for two bowls.
Dawson lifted the ice cream containers off the floor; thankfully, not all of it had exploded. He grabbed a paper towel, wiped up the mess on the hardwood, and then grabbed a couple of spoons.
I split the round cake in half and added it to the bowls, then Dawson added a scoop of the remaining ice cream.
We made our way to the living room, sinking into the teal velvet sectional. I clicked on the gas fireplace for good measure.
Dawson spooned a piece of cake and offered it to me.
I took the mouthful and groaned as soon as the intense chocolate flavor hit my tastebuds.
“I swear you make the same exact sound when you perform Filthy Pain.”
“I just sing back up.” I chuckled and licked my lips.
“Your voice is distinctive. You’ve got this throaty purr that?—”
“Throaty purr?” I interrupted.
“Yeah,” Dawson waggled his eyebrows. “Your voice is pure sex, sweetheart.”
I kissed him soundly.
“Speaking of sex… you seem to know what you’re doing, tying me up like that.”
“I’ve been to a few sex clubs, but I’m certainly no Dom?—”
“Whoa, one bombshell at a time. Tell me about the clubs.”
Dawson smiled and scooped another mouthful of cake and ice cream into his mouth.
“I started going with Nadia. She was curious, and I was happy to explore that with her. I’ve always enjoyed being the more dominant partner in the bedroom, so it felt like a natural fit.”
“And?”
Dawson sighed. “While I learned a thing or two, the whole lifestyle was not for me. I mean, I appreciate parts of it, but I’m not into having a submissive partner in all aspects of my life.”
I nodded. “Yeah, I know what you mean. I went to a BDSM club with Ronin once, but it was a little over the top. I’m far too stubborn to be submissive. And I’ve been to my share of private sex clubs, but only because I enjoyed the anonymity.”
“I can see that.” Dawson cleared his throat. “And is that, I mean, is it something you still want to do?”
“With you? Maybe? But I’m not sharing.”
Dawson looked relieved. “That’s good because I sure as fuck don’t want to share either. But watching others and them watching us? It might be hot.”
“Oh, it is.” I kissed him soundly. “What else do I not know about Dawson Everly? What do you do besides guarding irresponsible rockstars and being a super dad?”
Dawson took another mouthful of cake and shook his head. “Not a super dad, but thanks. And honestly? For the past two years, my life outside of work has been focused on Jaxon. Thefirst year after Nadia died was the hardest. Some days, I look back and don’t know how I managed. He’d often wake up from nightmares, and there was a lot of therapy for both of us. My mom’s been instrumental in helping me cope. I couldn’t have managed the past two years without her.”
“And now?”
“Jaxon’s a strong kid. Nadia will always be a part of his life, but we try to focus on the happy memories. Not on the automobile accident that took her life. And thankfully, he’s doing well.”
“I can see that. And what about you?”
“I’m too busy to think most days.”
“What do you do just for yourself?”
