Layla’s pov

Wh-at? I stumbled over my words, completely mortified.

Why did he always have to be so blunt?

Tyler’s eyes flashed wickedly and he opened his mouth to repeat the question again but I stop him.

“I heard you the first time,” I told him. “Unfortunately,” I mumble faintly.

He only cock a brow, a teasing grin emerging on his face. My eyes fall on his dimple.

He looked carefree when it showed on his cheek.

“Then answer the question.”

I didn’t like the weight of his gaze. And I sure as hell didn’t like feeling like I was under a microscope.

“No,” I said

I lied.

There was an undeniable feel of wetness between my thighs, drenching my panties. I was only glad that it wasn’t visible because of the material being black.

Tyler lifts his brows in disbelief. Scoffing he utters. “So you didn’t feel your pulse rise, your nipples harden, didn’t feel the tightening of your stomach or the tingling in your pussy?”

I flushed under his gaze, embarrassed that he was describing exactly everything I felt while his lips had moved against mine.

I shook my head in denial. “Nope. Nothing. Was I supposed to?” I asked innocently knowing it irked him that I was denying feeling anything he described.

Tyler took a step forward. “Don’t mind if I check it out for myself?” He said groggily.

I was back

does he keep catching me off

had me trapped. “You said you didn’t get wet. Let me feel you to see if

back shaking my head. “This is highly inappropriate.” My cheeks felt like they were on fire and I couldn’t seem

have to touch you some time Layla. Do you think we can have sex without me touching

time is not today Tyler!”

him to touch the evidence of my wetness between my thighs. And I surely wouldn’t want to admit

be embarrassed to admit those things to him. But right now this was still too new for me and I was too

up my jeans and start putting them on. Tyler doesn’t tell me to stop. Or tries to get the truth out of

I was getting angry with his questions. I was thankful that he wasn’t pushing

.

keeping my gaze away from him despite feeling the

knife. 11 my game to his, confused while swinging my bag over my shoulder.

You’ll have to be here before eight am to babysit Daff.” He stated and stride over to his door. “Come, I’N drop you off.” There was

as

is expected since we were only supposed to speak

glow of embarrassment. Or maybe the

he opens the door, I sweep my gaze away from him and cleared my throat. “Did you uh. At least

I have to ask him it

mortification to suffer in

If you’re asking if I got turned on by

my eyes found his quickly in surprise. He didn’t even try to deny

me. I did feel the hardness of

embarrassed to acknowledge it.

was Tyler Wood for crying out loud. The guy has sex with anyone who’s willing to open their legs for him. So of course he’d

and I was okay

All though, I thought I told you to wear green?” His eyes brightened teasingly, his tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip as his

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