Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

Chapter 39

Maddox

A few weeks later I’ve been so lonely lately that I don’t know what to do with myself or how to stop the emotion from choking me alive

Michelle dropped out of college. She is at home with the twins-Isaac and Gabriel –and she is doing a hell of a job.

But sometimes, when I come home from practice or one of my games, I can’t help but feel left out.

Carefully, I stroll into the living room.

Michelle is feeding Isacc right now, smiling happily. “You’re such a sweet little guy. All googly

-eyed and cute.”

A smile tugs on my lips. I fed the twins earlier, yet the joy of seeing them eat never stops. I love them so much.

“They sure are charming,” I say. “Dangerously so.” Michelle smiles brighter without looking at me. “Like their father…”

“You think I’m charmin

III

“Very.”

The compliment makes my chest swell. I scratch the back of my head, pulling my lips into my mouth. “Hey, listen, do you want to watch a movie later when the twins are sleeping and” 1

“No, I better fall asleep in the living room,” Michelle interrupts. “I have to sleep when they sleep. Or else I get no rest.”

“I know, but I thought you could sleep on top of me while we watch something…” I really want to cuddle.

“Maybe tomorrow?”

Disappointment fills my chest like lead. “Okay.”

Am I even part of this family? It might sound silly, but it feels like Michelle spends so much time with the twins that I wonder if they love us the same. They are babies, yet

and she laughs. She is a fantastic mother, but she

busy, but I must admit that this gets me; this is what cuts deep under my skin: Michelle barely

It hurts.

lonely. I don’t expect sex since Michelle is recovering

but affection is essential.

I don’t know… Hug me. Put her fingers over my skin

do I

her to come back to

***

A few months later

section while the crowd cheers. My teammates are bumping into me, patting

can’t be happy, but that doesn’t stop me from forcing a smile onto my

“Good game, man.”

say. “It was

you always bring your

recruited to the same team as me, is sweatier than all of us. “It’s a

came

glad we

and everything should be perfect. I play well, and

VIP

My shoulders sag.

and I shouldn’t expect her to bring our babies to a game. Yet I can’t stop that darkness within me from growing. It’s gripping me like

I go to bed, I feel like I’m slipping

even care

my games. Not even now when I play in the goddamn NFL, and my mom is nowhere to be found

others into the locker room, shower, and

tonight?” Robin asks, probably only to be polite

I head to the gym. I

think

staring at