DARE-TO-LOVE-TRUTH-AND-DARE-DUET-COLLECTION-by-Lylah-James-pdfarchive

Our love making was rough and quick. There wasn’t
much to complain about, since he still made me feel good,
but I missed his tender touch, his sweet kisses, his soft
words.
I missed him making love to me.
I missed my Maddox.
Dread washed through me as I started overthinking the
situation. My head told me he was tired of me. Maddox
wasn’t the relationship type, and maybe, he realized this
was a mistake. My heart argued with that fact, refusing to
believe Maddox would be so careless with my feelings.
Maddox blinked at me, then scowled. “Sorry, I don’t
understand shit,” he muttered, shoving his textbook away
and slamming his laptop closed.
That was definitely not Maddox. He wasn’t a genius, but
he was a smart student and on top of his classes. He
worked relentlessly to keep both his football scholarship
and his grades up where they needed to be.
“I’d help, but I’m more of a chemistry person,” I teased,
nodding toward my own textbook, which was filled with
highlighted paragraphs and pages. My yellow highlighter
laid next to my laptop.
My heart withered when Maddox barely cracked a smile.
His muscular neck corded with tension, and he looked a
little… lost. Maybe angry. Something was terribly wrong,
and I didn’t know what to do. “What is it?” I asked slowly.
His shoulders went rigid, and his jaw hardened. I could
practically hear his grinding molars. His blue eyes, deep as
an ocean that I could easily drown in, and I… did, were
fixated on mine.
“Is there something you need to tell me?” The knot in
my chest began to build, growing tighter and tighter
around my lungs.
Talk to me, Baby.
Maddox shook his head. “There’s nothing to tell. I’m just
so fucking exhausted and stressed about the upcoming