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?

“You’re the enemy.

her. It gives under my weight, but Michelle prevents herself

What a bummer.

tap my thigh, beaming at

like that. Come over here,” I tap my lap again, grinning at Michelle. It feels like we have traded personalities.

“Fine! But I’m still going to be super

such a woman thing to do, and it’s not even that cold in here. You

Michelle doesn’t comment.

she plops down on my thighs and gets comfortable. I like feeling her weight in my

blanket hanging on the backrest behind us and wrap us

shake in my lap,

back a grin. “You’re being ridiculous

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

worries me, but she is already getting

“Bigfoot, huh?”

Michelle nods. “That’s you.”

“Do I need to shave that

It itches

“It does?”

“Yup.”

“Huh. Never knew.”

about the heat but is taking it out over my

is how

So grumpy.

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

drag my scruffy chin against Michelle’s soft cheek until she tries to escape. Too bad

cock when she

about love and affection, Maddox. Not

not your cock against her sweet, tight

my face, Maddox! Stop trying to

face against her soft skin. “It can’t be

gives up on trying to fight me. She slumps against me, all grumpy and defeated. “At least

have poor blood

pretty sure you have

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

her feet are tucked in the middle of my legs, body slumped against mine, our size difference noticeable. But nice at

my girlfriend, but hell if I don’t

chatting and laughing at the plot until we barely can keep our

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