Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Maddox

The library is peaceful and serene. I’m here with Michelle and eating an apple while she is working on our project.

Everything would be damn near perfect. IF ONLY THAT GLASSES-WEARING GUY WOULD STOP STEALING GLANCES AT HER!

The bloke is sitting at his own table. Tie and slicked-back hair, all proper, with a nervous smile on his lips. He is undoubtedly in love with Michelle, and it bothers me.

Who the fuck does he think he is staring at her like that?! Can’t he see that Michelle is here with me?

Michelle isn’t my girlfriend. She will never be anything like that, and I’m DEFINITELY not jealous, but come on! That idiot better stop fucking staring at her!

I move closer to Michelle while glaring at the other guy. I would be barking at him if I had been born as a rottweiler.

“Uhh…” Michelle glances up at me. She seems uncomfortable, frightened by the proximity even. “W-why you sitting so close?”

I narrow my eyes, muttering. “No reason.”

“Okay…”

Michelle returns to tapping away on her keyboard, and my hackles rise when that bloke keeps looking at her with a dreamy expression.

Seriously?

He got some balls…

Shit.

I have to end this once and for all! I will do it with a move that says, “I’m the fucking alpha here, and the bitch is mine!”

Michelle’s shoulders. She shudders in response before turning tense, but it doesn’t matter.

at me. It’s hard to take her seriously, though. She is like this tiny angry bunny mad at the lion for eating its

Whatever.

snakes in this library! 1 I don’t trust that other guy for a second. The moment

smirk her way.

hang your arm around me?! It weighs a

as light as

but Michelle is overreacting because

I didn’t even notice.

“Because-”

“Michelle?”

bloke stands in front of our table. His

wrote this

Fucking hell.

a

my utter horror, Michelle blushes upon receiving it. “Oh,

that’s what I

is racing. Why? I have no damn clue, but I feel threatened by Harold’s presence. My chest is tight,

Is she into him????

Harold got nothing on me! He is shorter and lankier and

if Michelle is into that shit? She hasn’t “accidentally” touched my abs even once, and that

Which means…

Oh-my-god!

MIGHT STAND A

sweetly. “I have to go now, but… Look at it later, okay? I know

luck, kiddo; I move closer to Michelle. She stares at me like I’ve grown two heads, but

the table. I glare at the letter like a hawk and wish

Michelle wonders

stare into her eyes. She shrinks back into her seat, yet I keep my gaze

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