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!”

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

shit and glares at me. It’s hard to take her seriously,

Whatever.

better plan dumb since I’m not going to remove my arm from her shoulder anytime soon there are snakes in this library! 1 I don’t trust that other guy for

smirk

Why did you hang your arm

as light as

a big guy and need it for the football, but Michelle is overreacting

I didn’t even notice.

“Because-”

“Michelle?”

His smile determined, and what the hell? He is holding a letter

this for you,

Fucking hell.

a

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

what I

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

Is she into him????

Harold got nothing

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

Which means…

Oh-my-god!

STAND A

don’t you read it later?” Harold asks sweetly. “I have to go now, but… Look at it later, okay? I know you don’t like close

Harold actually glaring at my arm that is around Michelle? Well, tough luck, kiddo; I move closer to Michelle. She stares at me like I’ve grown two heads,

After the fool is gone, Michelle places the letter back on the table. I glare at the letter like a hawk and wish I had super powers so I could burn it with my

Michelle wonders

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

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