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"So the basis of the arrangement is I will pay for your last three years of medical school, pay you a generous monthly stipend and help you get into UW's internal residency program in exchange for-"
"-Sex" I cut him off frankly.
"Sex?" H...
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Lennox POV
"Beckham get off of me! I need to finish cooking." I whined. We were currently in the kitchen, I was trying to finish up the last of brunch since people had already started arriving and dinner was still in the oven. I whipped up some french toast, hashbrowns and bacon really quickly to hold them over until dinner was done.
I've been up since 4 AM cooking. I'm not exactly in the mood for Beckham's antics right now.
"Okay but I'm trying to get a piece of you." Beckham stuck his head in the crook of my neck as I smacked my lips together trying to squirm out of his hold.
"You're corny as fuck. Now leave me alone." I giggled, going to set the finished pans of food of food on the kitchen island. Beck's clingy ass of course walked behind me, arms still wrapped around my waist. He's like the shadow I never wanted.
"I could've said 'I wanna stuff you like a Turkey.'"
I scrunched my nose up at his words. That's actually disgusting. I've never been more turned off in my entire life. I think I threw up a little.
"No... Just no." I shook my head.
"See no. Now you're messing with my food and we know I don't play that." Brandt walked in grabbing the platters off of the island. "You better let Len finish cooking in peace before I tell Miles you're in here tying to fuck her."
I immediately busted out laughing. Miles is very much so the father of our little group and he would most definitely get Beckham all the way together. He has the aura of an older black mother and evokes the same feelings of fear.Very similarly to Ms. April.
"No one's scared of Miles." Beck rolled his eyes.
"I'm telling him you said that." He didn't say anything in response, he only slapped my ass before walking away.
"Brandt can you take the food out to the dining room please?" He nodded his head and I smiled softly, handing him another platter this one full of eggs. "Thanks babes."
Suddenly I felt Knox kick the shit out of me. It took me by surprise and in turn I burned myself on the side of the cast iron skillet, "Fuck!" I screeched snatching my hand away from the hot stove. I was loud but that hurt so bad, I swear cast irons hold more heat than normal skillets.
It didn't even take two seconds for the kitchen to become filled with people. "Princess are you hurt? Let me see." Beckham rushed to my side as our family members stood there spectating as if this is some sort of reality tv show.
"You all can go eat.. I'm fine." I reassured feeling uncomfortable with so many eyes on me. The boys didn't need to be told twice and they left the room just as quickly as they came. The only people who stayed behind being Lina, Beckham, Ms. April and Xiomara.
