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.

me, but didn’t act like how I’d normally

I walked to my closet and put

back over to my bed, picking up my phone. Biting into my lower lip, I messaged Tyler

remember if we did

Oddly having me

I opened the text.

to be somewhere before nine so can you make

the time

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

somehow.

night was probably one of the sessions, well the finishing of one of the sessions. I shouldn’t feel disappointed at all by

that this was nothing but our

thirty, which gave me enough time

also give me enough time to have a nice

heading to the kitchen. I was still so hungry but I

letting the water wash out the white powder she probably threw

my eyes as I wondered how much longer

I walked to the fridge, in little hope that perhaps God had seen what I had been going through and had magically

see the fridge empty except for

“Good morning dollface.”

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

turned just in time before his hand could brush

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

then again I was backing away to some

eyes roamed over my frame and I

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