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!”

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

to take her seriously, though. She is like this tiny angry bunny mad at the

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

you mean?” I smirk her

did you hang your arm around

as light

is pressing me down!” It’s true. I’m a big guy and need it for the football, but Michelle is overreacting because my arm isn’t THAT heavy. “My weight isn’t

I didn’t even notice.

“Because-”

“Michelle?”

stands in front of our table. His smile

this for

Fucking hell.

that a

horror, Michelle blushes upon receiving it. “Oh, thank you so much, Harold…

what I would

but I feel threatened by Harold’s presence. My chest

Is she into him????

She couldn’t be, right? Harold got nothing on me!

my abs even once, and that happens all the fucking

Which means…

Oh-my-god!

STAND

but… Look at it later, okay? I

grown two heads, but it’s

fool is gone, Michelle places the letter back on the table. I glare at the letter like a hawk

wonders aloud and turns tomato red upon noticing my

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

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