Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 23

Layla’s pov

I was embarrassed. Completely and utterly embarrassed. From what I could see, there were not one, not even two or three pairs of lingerie. No, there seemed to be plenty to give the entire town.

I was being dramatic but could you blame me?

And as I continue to look at the very thin green lace, fury soon replaced my embarrassment and made me grit my teeth until they hurt

Tiffany digs in, her nails hitting something hard that oddly sounded like cardboard.

She was more excited than I was. Not that I was excited, not one bit. In fact, I was the complete opposite.

She swishes the paper around until she gasped. “Layla you wouldn’t believe this.” She whispered in both awe and surprise.

“What is it?” | grit out every word. My anger wasn’t directed at her obviously.

“I think you just got a new phone.” She said breathily.

Was that my heart falling into my ass I felt?

Or was it blazing anger?

I didn’t know, but surely Tyler could be blamed for causing it.

“Shhhh!” The older woman hissed, her impatience whipping on her tongue as she moves the glasses to the bridge of her nose and looks at us angrily.

Tiffany looks over at her, her features drawing into irritation. “Oh keep quiet we’re not even that loud!” Tiffany huffed then goes back to searching through the bag and ignoring the glaring woman completely.

at her face if I were not angry myself for a completely different reason than her. Somehow I

box that had an image of a phone. It already looked more expensive than my own cracked screen one and I was sure

She drawled out, her mouth opened in shock as she stares at me and then back to the box in her

reach over and grab the box from Tiffany’s hand, opening it quickly to see if

I was wrong.

phone inside, its uncracked screen nearly blinding me and I swore I heard the sound

This was ridiculous.

phone that got me rigid with anger. It was the little note Tyler left stuck to the

the arrangement, I’ll

I knew it was him. I mean who else would it be, surely not the janitor? Or the homeless man who sat beside the curb in the mornings and threw

off the blue little note, crumbling it in my

Tif snorted. I turn to her only to see her digging

up, pulling out the thing from her hand, my face flaming as I thrust it back into the bag. I also throw in the phone and covered everything back with the

giving it to him good for him to spend so much money on

her. “Tif this isn’t a

guy has good taste in lingerie. I

shook my head, grabbing a hold of my school

and phone. I cringed inwardly. Did he really think

walk around the chair to plant myself on her

give it back to him.” I

Tiffany drawled, looking down at the paper she

don’t need to be there when I give it back to him Tif. Finish your paper it’s more important than this.” I said, already

perhaps forgetting the older

walking through the hallway, my eyes

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