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?

nose wrinkles. “You’re

the couch next to her. It gives under my weight, but Michelle prevents

What a bummer.

my thigh, beaming at her

It feels like we have traded personalities.

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

such a woman thing to do, and it’s

Michelle doesn’t comment.

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

backrest behind us and wrap

my lap,

grin. “You’re being ridiculous right

because you’re b-basically bigfoot! I bet that beard you’re sporting keeps you

she is sweet. The teeth chattering worries me, but she

“Bigfoot, huh?”

Michelle nods. “That’s you.”

scratch my chin. “Do I

It itches when you get

“It does?”

“Yup.”

“Huh. Never knew.”

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

is how it

So grumpy.

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

Michelle’s soft cheek until she tries to escape. Too bad for her, 1 easily hold

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

love and

face against Michelle’s cheek, not your

beard off my face, Maddox! Stop trying to kill

I continue to stroke my face against her soft skin. “It can’t be that bad… Just shut up and love

gives up on trying to fight me. She slumps against me, all

have poor

I’m pretty sure you

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

tucked in the middle of my

girlfriend, but hell

the movie, chatting and laughing at the plot until we barely can keep

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