"It's hands down my favorite one," Robin informs me. "The boys will thank me for handing them that. It will give them an excellent start in their love lives." Fucking hell. "They are less than two weeks old! They aren't about to date anyone, you idiot!" Robin ignores me and takes something up fr
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
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 kit
"Well..." I'm thoroughly surprised. A sigh leaves my lips. "Maddox, you work all day—football is your profession. You earn a living, and then you come home and..." "And?" "This won't sound good no matter how I word myself, but being with the twins is lovely. They are my everything, but sometimes t
Michelle I wish I was sexier. Everyone has read about steamy sex, and I'm pretty sure every man yearns for it: some pretty and confident woman that can throw back her head and moan for hours. I'm not it. My self-confidence is cracking as I stand in front of the couch. My shaky hands are on th
"Ask me again, and I will think about it." Frustration makes me groan. "Maddox... Please..." "Please, what?" "Please let me ride you." "Hmm..." My lust is becoming too much to handle, and I lean forward, kissing his soft lips with abandon. It takes him by surprise, and he leans back on the couc
Disclaimer: This is a side couple not everyone will be comfortable with. If you don't like professor x student romance, skip the two chapters marked as "Anna & Robin." AnnaPast (Before the semester started)Why do I keep running into this man?It's getting scary. I love watching murder mysteries,
I crane my neck, meeting his eyes. "What do you want?"His smile is brilliant. "The ice cream in your arms."Pfft."Ain't happening.""Please?""Begging ain't gonna get you far."He chuckles in amusement. "I know—usually, I'm never the one to do the begging."That dark gaze of his travel to the girl