Beauty: Behind the Scenes

Spilling the Beans

I got this idea from the Facebook group and asked if I could use it. I decided to make it a chapter for one of the future books in the series. It's just a fun little scene I wanted to write.

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After breakfast, Nathan and Brandon began a playful wrestling match in the kitchen. Axel was leaning against the counter, he took it upon himself to act as the referee and lightly instigate their little game. 

Victor gently tugged at my hand. "Come here Princess, before these idiots hurt you," he whispered, pulling me on his lap and holding me close against him. I rested my head on his shoulder as we watched the guys. 

I was curious about who would win in an actual fight. Brandon was bigger but Nathan was quick. Brandon surprised Nathan by holding his head and giving him a noogie. Nathan scowled and pulled away with an annoyed look. As he pulled back he stumbled, bumping into the counter where Axel was, knocking over a silver bag. The bag landed on the floor opening on impact as small coffee beans spilled out.

Everyone was silent as we stared at the mess, I sat up to see how much had fallen out. It was a lot.

"Uh oh," I teased with a small smirk. "Marc isn't going to like this."

Brandon and Nathan cringed and shared a guilty look.

"What am I not going to like?" Marc jokingly asked. 

Marc came out of the bathroom with wet hair and clean clothes. He walked over to us adjusting the bracelets on his wrist. He stopped right next to Victor and I. Victor sat up holding my waist, we were all anxious for Marc's reaction.

 We watched the smile drop from his face as his eyes swept the floor. 

"What..."

"It was Sang!" Nathan blurted out.

"Nathan!" I narrowed my eyes at him while Axel and Brandon snickered quietly.

"Those were rare coffee beans imported from Bali!" Marc panicked, obviously not believing Nathan's false accusation. 

"Bro, it's fine, we'll just dust it off," Brandon tried to reason. He bent down to pick one up and blew on it.

Marc snatched it from his hand. "I don't want your breath on my coffee."

"We'll clean up, don't worry," Axel said.

"I'll buy you a new bag," sweet Victor offered.

Marc huffed. "Fine. I'm taking Sang, though."

He was about to take my hand but Kota walked in from the front door. 

"Hey, Sang's going with me," Marc stated helping me stand, and I felt Victor fixing the back of my skirt.

Kota shook his head. "Something came up, Sang can't come."

"Why not?" Marc asked, squeezing my hand.

"I'll explain on the way," Kota told him and shared a look with Axel. 

Marc kissed my hand and looked at the others over my head. "I'm keeping her tonight," he smirked.

Kota looked at everyone curiously but didn't ask. He left with Marc.