Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Maddox

Michelle and I are sitting on the couch. I couldn’t speak for the entire car ride home due to the heart attack I almost suffered in traffic. Not a literal one, albeit it still felt like one. Michelle is pregnant.

Pregnant.

There is a baby on the way. I stare into the wall while Michelle talks fast. “I-I know this must come as a shock to you, but… I-I want to keep the baby, and you don’t have to stay with me if you don’t want to! I’m not f-forcing you into anything. Though, I really think we can do this. You and I could become good parents, Maddox… Even if I realize it’s early.”

She whispers the last part, shutting her eyes to prevent tears from running down her face. I stare at her, opening and closing my mouth like a goldfish, and Michelle laughs in misery. “Y-You don’t have to say anything now. I’m just… I’m just grateful you haven’t gotten angry at me. Shit… My heart won’t stop racing,” she nervously laughs. “You’re a beautiful person for not having yelled at me, Maddox… I expected a fight…”

My eyes travel to hers, and my heart squeezes.

When Michelle calls me beautiful, she doesn’t just mean my outer appearance. No. Her eyes are bottomless, seeming to see underneath my bones and into my soul.

She is different.

Plenty of girls have called me hot. My teammates have nicknamed me the pretty heartbreaker, and the random women who have texted me after our victory games usually call me sexy.

But calling me beautiful while looking at me? That’s a first.

It sounds deeper.

Jesus

What am I even on about?

Michelle has turned me into some sort of poet. I used to be an I-don’t-give-a-shit hard ass, but in the few weeks I’ve known Michelle, she has turned me into a softie.

The weird part is that I don’t mind. In fact, I want it.

me. Things are moving scarily

become a dad out of nowhere, but

There,

I said it.

I love her.

at home. On rare occasions, hé shows up during the holidays, but he never comes

Michelle?

lets me be myself. There are flames when her small, delicate body is next to mine. She

Michelle makes me wish for more. A person who just gets and understands

say, almost breathlessly. Her eyes, frightened and a bit puffy from tears, meet mine. She looks like she is ready for rejection. “Yes?”

stares at me without saying anything at first. Seconds pass, and then

smile that looks heartbreakingly

my right arm stretch out, sliding over her shoulder and down her delicate arm until I got her hooked. I then pull her to me, dragging her

I be doing?” I murmur into her hair. Fuck she smells good. Like fruits and something

are running down her face. She can’t seem to grasp enough air and hugs me back. Her face is pressed to my chest, brown hair messy on the top

I’m breaking apart myself.

she think I would leave her? I tighten my hold. My heart is violently pounding, and no matter what, I can’t hug Michelle

the sheer shock and panic is that I’m holding Michelle, She is my anchor. She makes it possible for me to stop and realize that

Michelle asks me. “Your heart…

laugh. “Yours is

against my pecs, cheek leaning into it. “My head won’t shut up,

“It wouldn’t

believe that… That you’re the calm

Calm?

things that need to be done! I have to set up a room for Michelle and ask her to move

sounds like a plan! I will hire people to care for

Shit!

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