𝒯𝓇𝑜𝓅𝒽𝓎 𝒲𝒾𝒻𝑒

Capitulo 52

"Hey buddy, that's not food." Beck attempted to remove his son from latching on to his nose.

"Yeah.. Umm, I'm gonna leave you to deal with that." I gestures to all that was going on with my right hand. "I'm gonna take a nap." I yawned softly, going back over to one of the leather couches in Beckham's office laying across it. 

Beck made no objections and I figured he wouldn't given the fact that he's always nagging me about getting more sleep. I curled up against one of the throw pillows letting my eyes fall shut.

"Babe..." Beckham called out.

"Hmm?" I responded, eyes still closed.

"Nevermind Princess, it's nothing. You get some rest okay?" I could hear rustling sounds and moments later felt Beckham draping his blazed on top of me. He's the sweetest.

"You're so good to me De Loughrey." I mumbled groggily before drifting off to sleep. Though I should've known better than to believe nothing was wrong, things are never quite that simple for Beckham and I.

I woke up to find Knox crying laying on top of me. Someone obviously set him there considering he doesn't posses the full mobility of his legs yet, or his arms for that matter. A quick scan of the room and my eyes landed on Brandt. Of fucking course.

"Why would you do that? He could have fallen." I frowned, cradling my son in my arms slowly rocking him back and forth.

"Beck went to get Jayce from soccer practice and he keeps crying. His diaper is dry, he's been fed. I don't know what's wrong with him." 

"He's okay. He's probably just sleepy, where his pacifier?" I asked Brandt looking around Beckham's office for Knox's diaper bag. We are in the process of trying to sleep train Knox, but he doesn't know how to put himself to sleep yet. He needs to be rocked or fed first and then he'll go to sleep. He's very good at staying asleep though, once you get him down. 

I leaned back against the throw pillows rubbing Knox's back as Brandt located the pacifier case handing it to me. I took out the binky popping it into the baby's mouth, smiling softly when he nuzzled into my chest. He's such a sweet little boy. I'm so lucky to have him.

"Huh.." Brandt tilted his head to the side observing his now quiet nephew. "I would be quiet too if I was laying on some titties." He let out a chuckle causing me to shake my head at him. He's so fucking crazy.

I let out a small yawn, pushing my hair back out of my face. Knox isn't the only one who wants to go back to sleep, the feeling is mutual.

"I heard you had kind of a rough day.. Sorry about your school, that sucks."

I shrugged my shoulders. "I guess it comes with the territory. Beckham is like a baby Bezos." I let out a small sigh.

"Yeah but Beck says they're not letting you back on campus for the rest of the school year." Now it was my turn to tilt my head to the side.

"When did Beckham say this?" Immediately Brandt realized that he had just fucked up.

"Umm.. I may have misunderstood, nevermind what I was saying. You should talk to Beck."

That's some bullshit and he knows it. "Yeah I'll talk to your brother when he gets back." I rolled my eyes in irritation.

I'm not even really upset with Beckham, more-so the overall situation. Beckham knows how important my studies are to me. The last thing I ever wanted was to fall behind in medical school. I can't complete my third year remotely. That's when they assign students to local clinics and they start treating patients under the supervision of third and fourth year residents. If I'm not allowed back on campus I'll be forced to take a year off. Honestly I never would have signed that contract with Beck if I knew something like this would happen. Guess it's true what they say, love makes you stupid.