Chapter 27 Maddox

“It’s freezing in here!” Michelle rubs her goosebump arms up and down with her hands. She sits on the couch, nostrils flaring in irritation at the cold. I’ve never seen her this angry.

“There is something wrong with the heating. Bleeding the radiators should be done twice a year, but I haven’t done that. That might be the problem. I don’t know. I’m too tired to do it now, though.”

Trust me. I didn’t purposely invite Michelle to a cold house. I’m the only one using the summerhouse, and since I usually sleep in the frathouse, I had no idea the temperature had gotten this bad.

Michelle lifts her chin, finding my eyes. “What are we going to do?”

“Well, for starters, put the hoodie back on.” She chews on her bottom lip, whispering. “Should we head to the frathouse instead?” “No, just relax,” I’m tempted to call her babe. “I will call someone to fix the heat in the morning.”

Her eyes grow wide. “But it’s cold right now, Maddox!”

“But it won’t be in the morning after I’ve called someone.”

“I get that, I do, but…” Michelle’s heavy sigh conveys her inner skepticism. “Do you even think we will be able to sleep when it’s this cold inside?”

I shrug. “I’m not freezing.”

Her eyes narrow into slits, and she crosses her arms over her chest. She is mimicking my usual threatening pose and it’s hilarious. I have to fight every instinct to pick her up.

She even speaks in a grumpy tone. “Of course, you don’t…”

I fight a laugh. “Why the sudden grumpiness?”

“Because I’m the only one struggling,” she pouts, nodding at me. “While you, over there, probably have some hyper circulation since you’re an athlete in your prime.” “Probably.” I toss my jacket on the armchair. I’m not cold at all, and Michelle glares at me in response. I snort. “Do you want to borrow some of my heat while we watch N*****x?”

der, grumpier, cuter.

I haven’t seen Michelle pissed off very often. She is super crabby and reminds me of a hedgehog. All tiny and adorable, but with spikes to hurt you if you touch her.

Vicious.

Dangerous – at least according to herself.

And cute.

So darn cute.

“I’m too…” Michelle wet her lips, still glaring at me. “I’m too proud to borrow heat from the enemy.” “The enemy?” I lift an eyebrow. What is she talking about now? Since when did I become the enemy?

brighter, and her nose wrinkles. “You’re the enemy. The

down on the couch next to her. It gives under my weight, but Michelle prevents herself from falling into my waiting

What a bummer.

at her when she glares

be like that. Come over here,” I tap my lap again, grinning at Michelle. It feels

I’m still going to be super dramatic about this for like an hour or

do, and

Michelle doesn’t comment.

she plops down

take the blanket hanging on the backrest behind us

my lap,

bite back a grin.

you don’t get to speak because you’re b-basically bigfoot! I bet that

sweet. The teeth chattering worries

“Bigfoot, huh?”

Michelle nods. “That’s you.”

my chin. “Do I

It itches

“It does?”

“Yup.”

“Huh. Never knew.”

is taking it out over my scruff, even daring to sound like a

is how it

So grumpy.

it hurts. “I guess you have to live with that

to escape. Too

away. All it does is tease my cock when she lifts herself up and down from my lap. I

about love and affection, Maddox.

face against Michelle’s cheek, not your cock

face,

against her soft skin. “It can’t be that bad…

all grumpy and

clearly have poor

pretty sure

need a clinic. I’m taking you to a doctor first thing

the middle of my legs, body slumped against mine, our size difference noticeable. But nice

girlfriend, but hell if I don’t feel more protective because

laughing at the plot

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