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?

cheeks burn brighter, and her nose wrinkles. “You’re the enemy. The guy who brought

to her. It gives under my weight, but Michelle prevents herself from falling into my waiting lap by leaning the other

What a bummer.

at

over here,” I tap my lap again, grinning at Michelle. It feels like we have traded personalities. “I will warm you up and cover

huffs in irritation, mumbling. “Fine! But I’m still going to

thing to do, and it’s

Michelle doesn’t comment.

climbs into my lap. Half a second later, she plops down on my thighs

backrest behind us and

the little thing shake in my lap, and she settles close to

grin. “You’re

it’s cold inside your house, and you don’t get to speak because you’re b-basically

The teeth chattering worries me, but she is already getting

“Bigfoot, huh?”

Michelle nods. “That’s you.”

I need to shave

do. It itches when

“It does?”

“Yup.”

“Huh. Never knew.”

it out over my

is how it

So grumpy.

have to live with that for now,

she tries to escape. Too bad for her, 1 easily hold her in place, forcing giggles up her

when

love and affection, Maddox.

against Michelle’s cheek, not your cock against

your beard off my face, Maddox! Stop trying to

to stroke my face against her soft skin. “It can’t

me. She slumps against me, all grumpy and defeated.

clearly have

pretty sure you have hyper

snort. “Nah, man, you need a clinic. I’m taking you to a doctor first

in the middle of my legs, body slumped against

but hell if I don’t feel

movie, chatting and laughing at the plot

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