Fake Dating Daxton Hawk

Jordan

Sure, I’ll be Daxton Hawk’s escort for ten thousand dollars a week. The guy is vulgar and I hate him but money is money. I’ll live in his penthouse, max out his credit card, pretend to be his girl, all while texting the man I actually have feelings for—the kind and caring man who is desperate to meet me in real life and end our anonymous online romance.

Daxton

My escort hates me for God knows what reason but I’m not fazed. I’m only using her to aid my public image. There’s someone else I’m in love with, the anonymous girl I chat day and night with online. We’re perfect together and she understands me like no one else. She’s scared that if we take our relationship into the real world we’ll ruin our connection. But I know this for sure, that nothing will go wrong when we meet in person.