Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

Chapter 16

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

Jesus Christ.

hell is wrong

She might look innocent, but she

a

pats his abs with

up, Jason. These are not for

and sending me a big wink. He is

Girlfriend?!

aren’t dating, and she sure as hell

to get serious with any girl I’ve slept with. I’m not sure how I feel about Michelle, but

Michelle wouldn’t date me.

pretending we are a couple to get food on her plate,

but possibly not what Michelle Henriksson is looking for in a

I’m an excellent quarterback, and my pancakes are tasty. But I’m not… I’m not deep, okay? Neither am

I’m not that smart…

and wave my spatula in the air threateningly. “We are friends. Isn’t that right,

me with confused eyes

or something? I think I said

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

she

Her eyes look shiny.

because I thought you guys were a

I totally know you

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 I want…

would like to know that too!” Lionel is beaming at me. “How did you guys meet each and

harder. I’m close to beating up their asses. I didn’t invite Michelle for breakfast to have them

questions. “Do you do that with a friend with benefits woman? I didn’t think

stupid conversation is

narrowing my eyes at but jumping idiots. “Is 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.

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