Layla’s pov

I felt tears blur my vision as I stared down at my broken laptop.

It took years cleaning my neighbors’ garage to sum up enough money to buy it five months ago. All the while I had been writing my erotica novels on my phone.

Seeing my hard work in notwo, broke me completely and I sobbed. It would take a lot more than cleaning garages to sum up enough money to buy one by the end of the month. Laptops weren’t cheap.

“Shit, sorry.” I hear Tyler apologize but I don’t acknowledge him. Instead, I crouch down to pick up my broken laptop.

When I had all of it grasped in my hands, I stood up and turned to Tyler. I scowled at him. His gaze pinned me down and he flinched as if shocked to see the tears in my eyes.

“You caused this!” | snarled.

His gaze drops to my broken laptop in my hand and he cringes. “If you hadn’t stomped on my foot

I cut him off with a nasty scowl. “If you gave it back to me when I asked then your foot wouldn’t have been stomped on.”

Suddenly, there was a drop on my laptop and then on my face until it was raining heavily. I squint holding the laptop to my chest closely with one hand and quickly reach for my bag with the other.

Tyler mumbles out another curse while oddly still standing there. I don’t acknowledge him, throwing out my leg to the other bench as I run down the bleachers. But I could hear his heavy breathing down my back as he keeps up.

he might just want to get out of the rain like! am. So I keep

not catch a cold. My laptop which I should’ve thrown in my bag the moment

I ungracefully fall.

my laptop over my head. “What are you doing?” I snapped, tempted to

sheltering you from the rain.” He deadpan as if I’m the

narrowed my eyes into a glare, which I was certain he’d not see since I have many drops of rain

would be scowling at Tyler Wood, then I would’ve laughed in your face and probably write a comical story

close for comfort and now holding my laptop as an umbrella over my head, then I’m convinced that

let’s get out of here before we catch a bad cold.”

not know me far less my name. But of course he might have asked

only managed a grimace and decide to just shut my mouth and actually try to get out of

much to my annoyance with the laptop hanging over my head. Trust me, I tried to get rid of him. I tried to sprint

until we reach the parking lot and he could climb in his expensive car and I can be on my way.

minutes,

longer, the chill already getting to me. I could simply run to the bus stop and shelter there but the last time I did, there was dog crap everywhere. I was not about to step on dog shit and

So with frustration at my predicament, I whirled around when we were in the parking lot and

like glared.

give it back so I can be on my way.” I said dryly, reaching out my hand so he’d place my

thing was dead and

Tyler answers with. “I’ll give you a ride

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