Chapter 13

Michelle

My stomach is tied in a tight bundle of nerves. Maddox is walking ahead of me, holding up the door to the fraternity house. A carpet is rolled out on the cobblestones outside. It’s yellow-just like the color of Maddox football pants.

It somehow adds to my nerves. I feel like I’m visiting the royal family, but the members are all insanely big, muscular men.

Maddox peers down at me. “Ladies first.”

“Thank you,” I step inside and immediately freeze when I catch a dude as tall as Maddox raking me up and down.

They are both walking mountains, but this guy’s arms and hands are tattooed. Dark eyebrows lift guiltily when I catch him staring at me, and a slow-spreading smile takes over his lush lips.

“Ah! You must be Michelle,” the tattooed guy reaches out his hand for me to take. His expression is actually friendly and there is a lowkey, husky Spanish accent. “I’m Jason, the mutt.”

Oh, he is referring to the phone call…

My heart hammers as I look Jason up and down to search for any sign of hostility or resentment.

I find none, and it calms me.

Usually, I’m afraid of men, but Jason gives off that “I will take care of you” vibe. Like the type of person you call when you get yourself into trouble, which helps me relax.

He is also attractive, yet I wouldn’t call him beautiful like Maddox. His features are rougher, but he definitely looks more approachable.

I force out my voice. “Michelle.”

I already know who you are. I’ve heard so

He has?

noticing our height difference is downright comical. With Maddox, I feel safe enough not to care, but

is huge and talks while shaking my hand up and down. “Maddox usually mentions your

“Do you have a death wish? Don’t tell Michelle any weird fucking

“But-”

glare given by Maddox pushes Jason to visibly grimace and shudder. I bite back a laugh. Jason doesn’t seem that bad, and

let out a breath I didn’t know

would be a great idea. They invited Thomas Hennington, and that made me panic

shadow into a kitchen filled with beefy guys

and alcohol on the kitchen table, and I repeatedly blink when I realize it’s UNO that they are playing. Not

thirsty?” Maddox

nod, and he

eyebrow when no one says anything. Everyone is too busy staring at me, prompting Maddox to sigh. “The girl’s name is Michelle. She is staying the night; anyone got a problem with that?” All the guys shake their heads, and Maddox calmly continues pouring bubble water into a cup. 1 “Good,” Maddox hands me the cup, then looks at his roommates

or call me a nerd, so imagine my surprise when they whistle and clap their

given her the chocolates yet?” “Chocolates? Oh! This is her – Michelle is the girl our team captain made those chocolate hearts for! Holy shit, she is real!” Why are they all

the face. Yeah, they must be drunk Yet even with that knowledge, I’m freaking out. I’m not used to being

Holy cow.

I’m nervous.

But there is nowhere

the table. He pulls a chair and releases it next to him. He then lifts an eyebrow as if daring me to come

saying it. I can read his face: “So, Michelle You’re afraid of men, right? So come and sit

Maddox My heart is pounding the entire way, and I’m close to barfing when I plump down

men at

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