Chapter 16

Maddox

Usually, I can always keep my head cool. During a game that I know, we are losing? No problem. After being tackled by a dude my fellow teammates couldn’t take down on the field? No problem.

But when Jason and the other guys are talking to Michelle? I’m having trouble whisking eggs in peace.

Here I am, trying to impress Michelle, and these assholes are flirting with her to keep her attention on them.

I know what you’re thinking: young jocks don’t want relationships at this point in their lives. But there is where you are wrong. Michelle is excellent at baking and cooking, and all guys here are enormous-mentioning food is how you speak to our souls.

My nostrils flare when Jason, the idiot, wags his eyebrows my way with a smirk on his lips. He leans closer to Michelle, where she sits on her chair, and my skin boils.

I obviously can’t be in love with her: she isn’t my type, but WHY ARE THEY ALL SO CLOSE TO HER?!

I pour pancake batter into the pan, glaring at Jason. Lionel and Robin are sitting with Michelle too. Fuck. Their goofy smiles and blushes annoy the hell out of me. Who do they think they are?!

I tell you what they are: bastards for thinking Michelle would date either one of them. She is intelligent, brilliant, and sweet. Adorable. Cute and caring-if these people think I would let them close to her, they are wrong.

Michelle is…

She is…

My cheeks flare for whatever reason, and my heart pounds inside my chest. I’m super

confused but luckily manage to flip my pancakes in time not to burn them.

I slept with Michelle, and I liked it.

Does that mean anything?

I’ve had sex before-I’m not a virgin, but it felt different. It wasn’t just about me; it was about her. I wanted to please her, and the way she handled my body?

Fuck.

and suddenly I have to fight an erection while flipping

Jesus Christ.

hell is wrong

muscles. She might look innocent, but she hissed at me

is a tiny

be done today?” Jason pats his abs with a pout. The guy is always hungry, which is pretty much

These are not for

big wink. He is another idiot. Big and romantic.

Girlfriend?!

she sure as hell isn’t my

face burns. I’ve never had a girlfriend. Never once have I wanted to get serious with any girl I’ve slept with. I’m

Michelle wouldn’t date me.

get food on her plate, but I

what Michelle Henriksson is looking for in

I’m not… I’m not deep, okay? Neither am I super intelligent. And I bet Michelle’s dream type of guy is someone getting straight A’s without

I’m not that smart…

girlfriend, you dumbass,” I glare at Jason and wave my spatula in the air threateningly. “We are friends. Isn’t

some reason, Michelle looks up at me with confused

me correctly or something? I think I said

simply stares at me. “Yeah… We are… Friends…

she acting

Her eyes look shiny.

that’s embarrassing because I thought you guys

little laugh. “Yeah, I thought so too because I totally know you were having sex

is the player on the team. A Casanova. “So, friends with benefits?” Robin offers, whistling lowly. “That sounds interesting… Perhaps I should find myself a friends with benefits type of woman? Someone who knows what

you guys meet each and shit? Tell

I swear these loons are making things even harder. I’m close to beating up their asses. I didn’t invite Michelle for breakfast to have them make fun of our relationship or lack

a friend with benefits woman? I didn’t think you needed to

conversation is the last

that so hard to understand?” “Oh, but I thought…” Lionel squints at me and points between Michelle and me with blinking eyes. “Are you really not fucking each other?” “Yeah…” Robin hums to himself as he inspects Michelle closer. He is leaning forward in his

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