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.

in me. Things are moving

tiny baby into my arms, and I will become a dad out

There,

I said it.

I love her.

one. Mine is never at home. On rare occasions, hé shows

Michelle?

me be myself. There are flames when her small, delicate body is next to mine. She lights me on fire with every

just gets and understands me. Someone real. Someone who doesn’t

bit puffy from tears, meet mine. She looks like she is ready for rejection. “Yes?” I swallow thickly, whispering. “What if I will

first. Seconds pass, and then her voice breaks, and tears

you…” Her voice breaks, and she gives me a smile that

until I

into her hair. Fuck she smells good. Like fruits and something else. “I’m terrified… But… We are in this together,

grasp enough air and hugs me back. Her face is

I’m breaking apart myself.

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

I’m not passing out from the sheer shock and panic is that I’m holding Michelle, She is

asks me. “Your heart… It’s

a laugh. “Yours

palms flatten against my pecs, cheek leaning into

softly kiss her head, whispering. “It wouldn’t make sense if you weren’t

turn to laugh. “I can’t believe that…

Calm?

things that need to be done! I have to set up a

I will hire people to

Shit!

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