Chapter 40

Michelle

I’m furious.

I heard the door open in the middle of the night. The father of my children is finally home from clubbing, and now I’m storming into the kitchen, angrier than a thundercloud.

I press on the lights. “MADDOX!”

The behemoth of a man jumps in startlement. He is facing the kitchen cabinet, hand deep down into a bag of chips. When he turns around to meet my eyes, he looks like a hamster caught in headlights.

His eyes are immense, cheeks even more gigantic and filled with chips, and he stares at me in stupefaction.

I plant my hands on my sides, daring to glare and challenge my boyfriend, who is like twice my size.

“Where have you been?!” I roar at him and try to look as imposing as I can from my almost five feet of height.

“At the city bar and some clubs…”

“Ah, partying… Why haven’t you answered any of my calls?!”

Maddox’s lips tip up by the corners. I glare harder, and he walks over to me with unsteady feet, looming over me. I swallow thickly.

I’m not sure what to expect from Maddox when he is drunk. I thought I was over my fear of men, but alcohol can mess with a people’s brain. Therefore, I remain guarded, waiting for his next move.

It could be anything. Maddox holds out the chips bag expectantly. “You want some chips?” Is he serious? I harder my glare. “No.”

“Why not?” “It’s four in the morning.” “The perfect time for some snacks.”

“No, it’s not.” “Suit yourself,” Maddox downs the rest of the chips, licks his lips, and then disposes of the chips bag. “Are you angry with me?” “Yes.”

Immediately, his face pales. “No, don’t be angry with Maddox!”

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My eyes narrow. “Are you drunk?”

He smiles dumbly down at me. “Ha, you’re so short,” with his fingers, he massages my scalp, still smiling. “Such soft hair.”

I can’t stop myself from facepalming. “Oh-my-god… You’re drunk…” There is a hiccup: “Maybe… You’re cute.” “Maddox, you have to take this seriously-”

A shriek leaves my lips when he picks me up, hugging me like I’m his long-lost teddy bear.

“Release me!”

I don’t

hair on my back. “Put. Me.

me while holding me tighter. He is surprisingly gentle and sweet but won’t soften up-I’m a

Damn.

My resistance is weakening.

had sex, and Maddox’s arms bulge as he hugs me tighter. “I missed you a

There is another smooch.

Crap.

do something, but I’m fighting my urges. Must. Resist.

married, but I know

Even drunk, the man knows how to tease me, and his voice is gravelly when he speaks. “I just feel like we don’t spend

Maddox kisses me again. “But I

keep the facade of anger to hide that I’m horny. “And your solution was to go out drinking?”

“It really was…”

text me, tell me you miss me…” “I did – so many fucking

no card to pay for a cab. I walked home

club.”

how long he must have

“Jesus Christ…”

“Yeah…”

“Aren’t you tired?”

“Very.”

the living room and sits down with me on his

he speaks, his voice is all broken and

voice is sexy. “How

that’s okay, but… It feels like you don’t include me.” I’m taken aback. “W-What do you mean? You’re always with

“But not always.”

sigh leaves my lips. “Maddox, you work all day-football is your profession. You earn

“And?”

good no matter how I word myself, but being with the twins is lovely.

is tired. What point are you trying

sighing. “I thought it would be nice if

turning. Eventually, he speaks. “You thought it would be a burden and that you would put too much on me if you included me… So you tried to shoulder the

He snorts. “That’s dumb.”

know… But because you’re a football star, I thought maybe… Maybe

“Boring for me?”

it, Maddox. I didn’t want to exhaust you with your football AND the

from the height of his lap until he sighs and leans forward, resting his chin on my shoulder. His big, arms are tight around me again,

to

“I get that…

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