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!”

slip over Michelle’s shoulders. She shudders in response before turning tense, but it doesn’t matter. All I need is for that other dude to

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

Whatever.

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

smirk

coy with me! Why did you hang your arm around me?! It weighs

light

football, but Michelle is overreacting because my arm isn’t THAT heavy. “My weight isn’t pressing you down.” Her nostrils flare. “Maddox, why are you

I didn’t even notice.

“Because-”

“Michelle?”

up and suppress a snarl when the tie-wearing bloke stands in front of our table. His smile determined, and what the hell?

this for you,

Fucking hell.

that a

“Oh, thank you so much, Harold… W what

what I would

clue, but I feel threatened

Is she into him????

I care. Pfft! Never. BUT IS SHE?! She couldn’t be, right? Harold got nothing

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

Which means…

Oh-my-god!

STAND

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

grown two heads, but it’s worth it. “Uh…” Michelle clears her throat and

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

why he gave me a letter…” Michelle wonders aloud and

into her eyes. She shrinks back into her seat, yet

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