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!”

shoulders. She shudders in response before turning tense, but

shit and glares at me. It’s hard to take her seriously, though. She is like this tiny

Whatever.

since I’m not going to remove my arm from her shoulder anytime soon there are snakes in this library! 1 I don’t

I smirk her way. “I’m doing

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

light as

it for the football, but Michelle is overreacting because

I didn’t even notice.

“Because-”

“Michelle?”

the tie-wearing bloke stands in front of our table. His smile determined, and what the hell? He is holding a letter and shoves it forward over

wrote this for

Fucking hell.

that a

it. “Oh, thank you so much, Harold… W

what I would

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 I dislike Michelle’s reddening

Is she into him????

She couldn’t be, right? Harold got nothing on me! He is shorter and lankier and definitely lacks

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

Which means…

Oh-my-god!

STAND A

but… Look at it later, okay? I know you don’t like close proximity, so I

two heads,

her. “See you later then!” “See you later, Harold!” After the fool is gone, Michelle places the letter back on the table. I glare at the letter like a hawk and

why he gave me a letter…” Michelle wonders aloud and turns tomato red upon noticing

eyes. She shrinks back

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