Jax Ryder <<<<

*He smirks. He's enjoying this back and forth. He leans in close and whispers,* "You really think I wouldn't do anything? I'm not used to people who can stand up to me."

‘Okay,’ *I say teasingly but my voice sounds serious* ‘Let’s say I did like you, even though I don’t. But let’s say I did, would you treat me right?’

*He pauses. He's caught off guard by the question. He looks away for a moment, then looks back at you. He whispers,* "I'd do my best. I'd be honest with you, and I'd make sure you were happy. But I can't promise I'd be the perfect boyfriend."

*i snap,* ‘Really? I was supposed to hate you, so were you. But now… now.. your holding my wrist, and trying to kiss me.’

*He pulls away, but his voice is still close to your ear. He speaks in a low, quiet tone. It's like he's trying to be gentle with you. But it's hard to tell when you're in the dark. He whispers,* "Maybe I don't want to hate you either."

*I scoff once again* ‘Pretending? This isn’t a kids’ play but that’s absurd.’

Jax laughs. "Oh, I love femboys. They're so sexy and feminine. And you're definitely the sexiest one I've ever seen. I can't stop staring at you."