Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Michelle

I wake up in the middle of the night, nauseous and hungry all at the same damn time.

My period is super late, but I swear these are the weirdest symptoms ever. Never once have I had such sensitive nipples, not to mention having to pee all the goddamn time.

Do I have a urinary tract infection or something?

I blink in the dark. Maddox’s big arms are wrapped around me, and one of his heavy tree

legs rests over mine. How the heck did I manage to fall asleep like this? 1

Although it’s cute that Maddox is a complete teddy bear and can’t sleep without holding me, it’s annoying how I have to fight to break free from his arms and legs.

“Goddamn it, Maddox!” I curse in a whisper. “Release me!”

My giant lover doesn’t even react to me kicking his thighs. Even in his sleep, the guy is a massive asshole. He tries to keep me locked in his arms, but somehow, I wriggle free.

Not without panting, though. I’m sweating once I’m free and quickly get off the bed to ensure Maddox doesn’t trap me again.

to the toilet, a little bit dizzy and lost. But not without experiencing the whole world swaying briefly, though. Gosh, have I had too little

and then, out of nowhere, I have to stand up and grip the basin. An intense,

and I leave the faucet running while wondering if I ate something

that, yet I can’t help the dread

eighteen – I’m not mentally ready to become a mother! And with Maddox? He would leave me and

hyperventilating and have no clue what to do.

ago was it that I slept with Maddox? Some weeks? I can’t remember. Will the test even work? Should I see a doctor? God,

I don’t know shit yet, and I have

and I’m supposed to see his mother later today! We aren’t ready to have a baby! Maddox is in his what?

freaking out and should probably sit on the toilet seat. Yes, good idea, Michelle. Breathe, and try not to scream. Deep breaths. You got this. A knock on the door makes me nearly

like I’m digging my own grave. “Okay…” Maddox yawns. I can imagine him scratching the little hair over his abs. He sleeps with his t-shirt on, but I know they are there. The man is a work of art. “I’m heading out. Going to run to the gym, work out for like, two hours, and come back… You sure

mom doesn’t expect us to show up until five for this special dinner. So we will have a small lunch

There is some laughter. “Shit, are we that couple already…” I bite back a smile,

that can’t stay away from each

bad thing?” 1 “Honestly? I used to roll my eyes at the guys on the team who

cheeks flush. “You’re

are-fuck, we are doing it already!” I burst out laughing. “Head to the gym,

ago…”

“Hey!”

or three hours.

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