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.

different reason than her. Somehow I took pity

takes out the brand new box that had an image of a phone. It already looked more expensive than my

in shock as she stares at me and

from Tiffany’s hand,

I was wrong.

blinding me and I swore I heard the sound of a choir in

This was ridiculous.

it wasn’t exactly the sight of the phone that got me rigid

I’ll still be fucking you to ‘pay

leave his name but I knew it was him. I mean who else would it be, surely not the janitor?

off the blue little note, crumbling

for you,” Tif snorted. I turn to her only to see her digging more into the bag, pulling out a dark green

the thing from her hand, my face flaming as I thrust it back into the bag. I also

to him good for him to spend

my eyes to glare at her. “Tif this isn’t a joke! I didn’t

guy has good taste

grabbing a hold of my school bag. “I’m

the bag that had the lingerie and phone. I cringed inwardly.

as I walk

going to give it

need to write…” Tiffany drawled, looking down at the paper she was

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

catch up as soon as I can!” She yelled, perhaps forgetting the older angry woman who didn’t surprise

out the door and walking through the hallway, my eyes browsed around in

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