Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

Chapter 21

Michelle

Despite the hurting in my heart and the images of Thomas Hennington haunting my brain, I can’t help but let my gaze slide over to Maddox. He is calmly driving his black BMW, eyes on the road.

He beat up Thomas so easily. I know violence isn’t the answer to most of the earth’s questions, yet my blood pumps faster seeing his flexing biceps as he turns the steering wheel. Holy shit.

I try not to stare at Maddox even though he is focusing on driving, afraid that when he does glance down, he will find my eyes molesting his front side. I can’t believe there is an outline of his pecs.

I also can’t believe how incredible this guy’s body is.

His tanned arms have a light smattering of hair, and the color of his skin is a beautiful contrast to his white t-shirt. The sandy hair is fixed tonight, though a bit on the wild side after he got physical. “You’re staring.”

I almost choke at the tone of his voice. Maddox is still looking out the window, not even glancing my way. Still, I’m grateful the dark light hides the maddening blush on my face.

“Sorry…” I lift my chin, and my eyes are fixed straight ahead. I pretend to be interested in the houses and the signs, carefully avoiding admiring Maddox.

It’s hard, though. My eyes keep wanting to lock onto the behemoth in the driver’s seat, but I’m fighting the temptation. It’s terrible to be looking at him. He saved me from Thomas tonight, and I admit he won more of my heart, but I shouldn’t get my hopes up.

Maddox would never date someone like me. I’m not his type, that’s what he said. We are only good friends, and we will never become anything more.

Even though I must admit the way that he hugged me earlier kind of blurred the lines…

“I didn’t…” Maddox swallows and palms his neck. He sounds calm, but his expression is caught in concern. “Fuck, why is this so hard to ask out loud?”

I blink in surprise. “You didn’t what?” “I’m just going to say it,” Maddox’s eyes meet mine in the rearview mirror. He looks worried. Concerned. It’s a face I haven’t seen him make before. A clear contrast to his usual anger. “I didn’t frighten you, did I? The way I punched Thomas…” I What? No!

at all,” I assure him and heavily exhale. “I mean… You

up Thomas. The guy annoyed the crap out of me even before it was revealed what a sad prick that idiot is.” A tiny smile tugs on my lips. “Will tonight get

care at this point. What he did to you deserves a death sentence. I honestly don’t know how

My heart warms.

Furious. And it’s endearing to know that anger is for my sake. He is mad because I was hurt. Because I was mistreated.

tentatively. “I’m too afraid to go to the police alone, but do you

I breathe a laugh. “Not really… You know what happened,

not too late. I’m just saying you should stay the night.” I pause. “S-stay the night?” There is

heart pounds faster. I know Maddox probably wants us to sleep in different rooms. Yet my head is

He was so warm.

Cuddly.

fine, really. Just let me take

is far away from the city and walking isn’t an option. You

it really be that bad? There are plenty of

Oh.

I should feel relieved, I’m also disappointed. But I understand that’s silly. Like, duh, of course, we won’t be sleeping together. We

of you to take me here. Thank you again, Maddox. For everything.” “Don’t mention it. Anyone in my

at the mansion and freeze. It looks like something taken out of the pages of a romance novel. One of those houses the wealthy CEO lives in,

just can’t help myself. “This is your summerhouse?” What is

from the ignition and hits the button to open our doors. “When I want nice and quiet, I come out here. It’s too far from school and the gym to live here

is… Like the nicest house, I’ve ever

chuckles. “Come on, let me

“Sure!”