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.

normally act. I was like one of my…characters. Those desperate to get

that I was still bare. I walked to

picking up my phone. Biting into my lower lip, I messaged Tyler asking him what time I should

couldn’t remember if we did

within a few seconds. Oddly having me thinking he was waiting for

I opened the text.

Have to be somewhere before nine so can you make it for eight

a reply quickly, agreeing with the time and a bit shaky for

I see that he was typing. Then he stops and starts

feel disappointed somehow. Which was

the finishing of one of the sessions. I shouldn’t feel disappointed at all by his vague replies and the way

clear that this was nothing but our arrangement to

thirty, which gave me enough time to clean the kitchen

give me enough time to have a nice long shower

still so hungry but I had gotten used to that hunger

the water wash out

the sting in my eyes as

God had seen what I had

see the fridge empty except

“Good morning dollface.”

closed the door of the fridge harshly, my back stiffening as I keep my hand

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

doing!?” I sneered, glaring at him as I backed away from him. Again with his size, it would be completely useless to try to fight

again I was backing away

frame and I quickly noted how darker they seemed in

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