Layla’s pov

My face felt like it was flamed with heat. I discreetly look around as if there were listening ears. There was practically no one except for Tyler and I.

His grip around my arm is now more firm as he spun me around to face him. His earing glimmer under the evening sun.

“I didn’t agree to have a lesson with you today Tyler.” | grumble, pulling my arm out of his hold.

He stares down at me with a raised brow then nods, “My bad, I should’ve told you. Starting from today, lessons will be after school at my place. Saturdays are an exception.”

I stare at him gobsmacked with my mouth opening and closing before finally, the words come to me. “Are you serious?” I breathed out, darting my eyes between the green of his eyes.

on such a short notice? I wore mismatched panties

which gives us exactly an hour before Samantha

on display. I was never one to

gaze from the muscle, I folded my arms under my chest and cleared

we’re about to attend a wedding or a fancy dinner? Layla, what we’re about to do wouldn’t require you to wear anything.” He stressed on the word anything

Quite infuriating. But he was right. Sex didn’t

I didn’t know if it was the thought of

turns around to leave, his feet already having made him

a single brow.

a defeated sigh, I followed

as my character’s or seen his face while I

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