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!

exhale. “I

beat 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

his mouth to cry to coach, but I don’t even care at this point. What he did to you deserves a death sentence. I honestly don’t know how to

My heart warms.

irritated. Furious. And it’s endearing to know that anger is for my sake. He is mad because

me,” I peer up at Maddox tentatively. “I’m too afraid to go to the police alone, but do you think you would mind- …” I

meets my eyes. “Do you… Do you want to talk more about it?” I breathe a laugh. “Not really… You know what happened, and

not too late. I’m just saying you

sleep in different rooms. Yet my head is already spinning, reminding

He was so warm.

Cuddly.

it’s fine, really. Just let me

and walking isn’t an option. You can crash with me. I really don’t mind if

a fancy mansion. “Would it really be that

Oh.

disappointed. But I understand that’s silly. Like, duh, of course, we won’t be sleeping

night isn’t bad,” I say lamely and try to show my gratitude with a smile.” It’s very nice of you to take

of the pages of a romance novel. One of those houses the wealthy CEO lives in,

summerhouse?” What is their actual house like then? This place is enormous

“When I want nice and quiet, I

Like the nicest house,

chuckles. “Come on, let me show you

“Sure!”