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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
"You're a fucking stalker, you know that right?" I stare at Beckham and his father who are currently standing outside of my apartment looking extremely unamused. "Pardon my language sir. But it's the truth." I shrugged. How does he even know where I live? See? Stalker.
"Mimi who are you talking to?" Jayce-Lynn screams down the hallway, as I say a silent prayer that she stays inside of her room. Nosy ass.
"Yeah you need to leave now, good day to you both." I smiled through gritted teeth as I shut the door.
I could still hear their voices which tells me they didn't leave. I looked through my peep-hole to see Beckham still standing there with his father.
"Why did she do that? She seemed like such a well mannered girl when you first introduced her." Mr. De Loughrey shook his head disapprovingly.
"She wasn't trying to be rude. She does have a right to be angry. And her living situation is complicated... She doesn't want her 'roommate' to know about our agreement."
A smile spread across my face as Beckham defended me. It also meant a lot that he didn't tell his father about Jayce, it wasn't his place. I would have understood why if he did but I'm really glad he didn't.
"Sooo who was the door?" Jayce came out of her room, carrying her tea party play-set.
I ignore her question, "How about you grab whatever snacks you want from the pantry for our tea party?" I suggested feigning excitement.
"Fine." Jayce agreed, "I'm asking Nana April the next time she watches me." She sassed before walking off to the kitchen.
I rolled my eyes, I swear raising a toddler is the equivalent of raising a teenager these days. I honestly don't know why she acts like. I genuinely try to make sure I'm on my best behavior around her. I blame TV, but even then I set parental locks on it.
Shaking my head, I pulled my phone out of my pocket sending a text to Beckham.
Lennox: Heyy big head🙃 I'll stop by your place later and we can talk then.
We hadn't seen much of each other since that shit-show of a dinner party, last week. The girl who showed up was allegedly a crazy ex girlfriend. I'm not buying it. His family had absolutely no clue who she was, not even Brandt and like me, he's nosy as shit. Plus, he practically lives with Beckham, if they were dating. He would've known. The only thing he could tell me was they were definitely fucking, but that's inconclusive.
I honestly don't care about what their relationship was as much as I care if she'll be popping back up again. Because she's one more 'bitch' away from receiving a bitch-slap.
Jayce-Lynn's tiny hand waving in front of my face pulled me from my thoughts, "Mimi! You're not even done" She gestured towards her tea set.
"Manners. Use them." I scolded her, giving her a look warning her to get it together before she gets into trouble.
