Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

It’s gotten late, and I’m still at the library.

Unhappiness is all around. I’ve barely gotten any work done because of my jittering nerves.

And it’s all thanks to this big guy, Maddox.

He is feasting on the last pizza slice while sitting next to me in a chair to see my display. I’m so uncomfortable.

Why does he have to be in my space all the time?!

Timidly, I glance at the clock on the wall and repress a groan. It’s late, and I should head home. It’s relieving to finally leave Maddox, but…

Instead of feeling achieved after a long hardworking a day, I’m anxious.

The work isn’t halfway done! Why did the teacher have to team me up with Maddox? He is lazy and does nothing for the team, while I like to stay ahead of my game!

Wait.

Game?

Jesus Christ, now I’m even starting to sound like Maddox!

“Are you holding silent conversations with yourself again?” Maddox asks while peeling a banana.

He is such a bastard, beautiful, albeit a bastard.

I don’t dare to meet his eyes. He has already figured out that he frightens me; that’s why he is close. Maddox is the type of person who likes to bask in other people’s discomfort.

“I… I don’t hold silent conversations with myself.”

“Sure.”

Sure?

“I mean it.”

Maddox calmly takes another bite of fruit. Smacking his tongue against his palate. I find it annoying, which is probably why he does it.

“I have another question.”

I repress a sigh. “What is it?”

“Do all men frighten you, or is it just me?”

I stare at his muscles and unyielding expression, gulping. “W-what makes you think I’m afraid of men?”

He shrugs a massive shoulder. “You had no trouble talking to the librarian earlier. She is a woman… But you shuddered in your chair when that gang of teenage boys walked past. You also wore this priceless expression, like you would shit in your pants.”

Sadness wraps me up like a breakfast burrito while Maddox, the brutish bastard, laughs at his own words.

Rude.

be such an ass about

It’s not nice to make fun of someone for what they

amused. “Ah, what have you gone through then. Let

can he say

bay. I dislike being put on the spot like

whisper,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

ever say

his hand, eyeing me.

eyes

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

anything? He isn’t my friend or goddamn therapist! We hardly

It’s none of

grins wolfishly.

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

of your business!” I exclaim, teary-eyed and

laugh. “You look like you’re about

is to stare at him, a little breathless and with my heart

me. “You don’t possess a single assertive bone in

words cut

my emotions and sit still, hoping he will get bored and stop harassing

this jackass leave me alone. Maddox isn’t afraid of

element, as if

asked a

swallow tears. “Why are you always so

nose, lifting an eyebrow. “Excuse

glare at him. “Yes. You could be

mean. I say things how they are. There

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

his nostrils flare. “Whatever,” Maddox rises to stretch and stands to his full height.

blink. “You’re

saw you walking to school today, so I’m giving you a ride. Where

me walking to

know who I

so

“Umm…”

loudly. “Can you at least write it down in a text message

do that without

down my address and give it

that’s quite far from here…” Maddox comments and walks away from me without handing

Uh.

just

broad shoulders and solid muscle. He is like a mountain