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.

I’d normally act.

to my closet and put on what I normally wear during the

phone. Biting into my lower

remember if we did set a

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

I opened the text.

nine so can you make

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

at the opened conversation, my heart strangely skipping as I see that he was typing. Then he stops and starts again

disappointed somehow.

finishing of one of the sessions. I shouldn’t feel disappointed at

nothing but our arrangement to

my bed after reading the time. It was only seven thirty, which gave

also give me enough time to

still so hungry but I had

the water wash out

blinked a couple of times to rid the sting in my eyes as I wondered how much

fridge, in little hope that perhaps God had seen what I had been going through and had magically placed an apple or two

see the fridge empty except for a

“Good morning dollface.”

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

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

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

then again I was backing

over my frame and I quickly noted how darker they seemed in the

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