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Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Michelle

I have the strongest urge to pee when I wake up the following day. I had straight to the bathroom, groaning at this sudden nausea taking over my senses. Did I stand up too fast?

Whatever. I’m not in a good mood.

My breasts are sensitive too, which can only mean my period is on its way. But I’m not precisely bleeding. I find it peculiar since I could have sworn my period should have been here three days ago

There are knocks on the bathroom door, and soon, Ciara’s voice comes from the other side of the door. “Michelle-”

“The bathroom is occupied!” I yell, interrupting Ciara, which is unlike me, but I’m trying to focus. I’m unsure why, but peeing seems a bit harder this morning.

“Chill out!” Ciara snorts at me. It’s the first time I’ve heard her laugh at something I’ve said.” I’m just knocking to let you know that your boyfriend is waiting outside with his car.”

Maddox is here to pick me up? Embarrassed beyond belief, I blush. To think I yell at Ciara the moment she actually tries to do something nice. “Uhh… Thank you for telling me that…” I mumble. “You’re welcome, and… I’m happy for you.”

I slowly blink to process her words. Did Ciara really just offer Maddox and me her blessing? Wow. This morning is so weird.

I tumble out of the bathroom, only to reel back when I hear an amused chuckle from behind me. Maddox is leaning against the wall, arms parked underneath his chest.

“Tough morning?” So cocky, always so cocky… “You could say that,” I admit, wetting my parched lips. “Um, could you give me a moment?” There is a snort. “Well, seeing you don’t have any clothes, I don’t think I have any other choice.”

No clothes?

down at myself, blushing when I realize I’m only wearing a t-shirt and that Maddox’s eyes

his face it makes

eyes are enormous, hungry, and sinful, and my blood is rushing to my ears. I want to walk up to

have to

laugh to defuse the atmosphere. A minute longer of Maddox giving

I should… Go and change my… Change my outfit.” Darn. I’m so repetitive in my words, but at least I’m

wait right

room and rummage each and every corner to find something-anything — to wear. I settle with a pair of jeans and an

It will do.

find my hairbrush, but don’t stick around to brush my hair. I take it with me and instead rush back

acting weird. There is no calming down the buzzing bees in my stomach, and it gets worse when I see Maddox.

“Yeah.”

down at me as we head for the door. His

early…” I mumble. “Are you

gym every morning,” he shrugs. “If the alarm isn’t on, I wake up

“I see.”

I’m just dead to the

peer up at him. Maddox’s willingness to chat is unusual, but it’s more than welcome. He seems to be putting in

rest of

his car, and I quickly learn that Maddox likes to listen to old songs. The music isn’t loud, but it’s present during our conversation

in the Starbucks line, I’m sitting in the car and laughing at how Maddox looks like a sore thumb in the line of

the car. Then, minutes later, he comes back with two cups, and I snort at how his cup says, “Mad Dog.” By the time we park

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