Layla’s pov

There was a loud banging sound that rouse me awake. It was a Saturday morning, early morning.

The sun was already peeking through the cracks of the curtains. But the sun wasn’t the usual scorch of the afternoon sun, it was the slight brush of morning.

Saturday morning…..

Oh. My first day babysitting Daff!

I’m rather thankful for that disturbance in my sleep. If it hadn’t roused me awake I’d no doubt miss half the day sleeping judging by how exhausted my body currently still felt.

And what had caused the exhaustion….

I lifted myself on my elbows and looked down at my phone. A furious blush no doubt hotter than the morning sun kissed my cheeks as I remember what happened last night.

Tyler.

Moaning.

Grunting.

Cumming.

I had fallen asleep. I groan lowly in embarrassment. Had I truly fallen asleep after I had come

Judging by the yawn that fluttered out of my mouth and the sleep lines I could feel on my cheek, then yes, I indeed had fallen asleep. How humiliating..

I cupped my cheeks looking down at my cracked phone. Gosh, I can’t believe who I had been last night. Yes, who I had been, because surely the person last night did not feel like me.

act like how I’d normally act. I was like one of my…characters. Those desperate to

walked to my

bed, picking up my phone. Biting into my lower lip, I messaged Tyler asking him

we did set a time

seconds. Oddly having me thinking he was waiting for me

I opened the text.

nine so can you make it

agreeing with the time and a

strangely skipping as I see that he was typing. Then he stops and starts

disappointed somehow.

probably one of the sessions, well the finishing of one of the sessions. I shouldn’t feel disappointed at all by his vague replies and the way he didn’t acknowledge what

clear that this was nothing but

time. It was only seven thirty, which

also give me enough time to have a nice

was still so hungry but I had gotten used to that hunger and now it

out the white powder she

to rid the sting in my eyes as I wondered how much longer will I

what I had been going

empty

“Good morning dollface.”

door of the fridge harshly, my back stiffening as I keep my hand on the fridge, unsure if to turn

felt his presence too close for comfort and turned just in time before his hand could brush

I backed away from him. Again with his size,

then again I was backing away to some pans and

my frame and I quickly

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