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.

was back

he keep catching me off

said you didn’t get wet. Let me

like they were on fire and

touch you some time Layla. Do you think we can have

that some time is not

And I surely wouldn’t want to admit

time I wouldn’t be embarrassed to admit those things to him. But right now this was still too new for

doesn’t tell me to stop. Or tries to get the truth out

getting angry with

.

my bag all the while keeping my gaze away from him despite feeling the weight of

suddenly spoke, cutting the awkward silence with a knife. 11 my game to

Daff.” He stated and stride over to his door. “Come, I’N drop you off.” There was a reluotant

him as he unlock

since we were only supposed to speak about the

the glow of embarrassment. Or maybe the glow of something different

from him and cleared my throat. “Did you uh. At least

I have to ask him

mortification to suffer in

to me, hands still on the door, gaze piercing through me. ” If you’re asking if I got turned on by the sight

his quickly in surprise. He didn’t even try to deny it.

to me. I did feel the hardness of him pressing on

embarrassed to acknowledge it.

out loud. The guy has sex with anyone who’s willing to open their legs for him. So of course he’d get hard at the

plain and I was

told you to wear green?” His eyes brightened teasingly, his tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip as his gaze dip to my

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