Layla’s pov

His words had me blushing furiously. The heat is crawling up my neck and I sneak a glance at Quincy who was looking at the two of us with intrigue in her gaze.

I stepped away from the counter and pretended to be busy with checking his change. “Here you go,” I said, handing him his change.

Tyler’s fast enough to teasingly let his fingers brush along mine as he ‘takes’ his change from my grasp.

“Thank you.” He says lowly and chuckled when my fingers trembled when his fingers touched mine.

I hate that he was entertained by my clear lack of self control when I’m near him.

grit my teeth and tear my eyes away from his. “Well then if that is all, you can move along,” I said tightly, ashamed that my composure was cracking because of him.

So much for knowing how to control myself.

Tyler doesn’t walk away, and neither does he move the weight of his gaze on me. I’m squirming under his gaze a little, ashamed that Quincy was staring at us like a hawk.

Was I being unprofessional?

Tyler’s quiet for a few and I am about to ask him why he hasn’t walked away yet but he stops me by saying.” You’re angry.”

Ilift my gaze to him and stared at him in confusion. “What?”

Tyler stared at me deeply and his stare has my breathing a bit uncontrollable. “You’re mad at me Layla. It’s obvious.” He murmured, scanning his eyes over my face as if searching for answers as to why I was treating him so coldly.

I shook my head, looking over at Quincy who was still looking at us. This time she looked quite entertained with her lips lifting slightly at the corner while looking at Tyler and I’s interaction.

be talking to you like this. Especially seeing as you’re not in the means of buying something. This is my first day I can’t look unprofessional.” I said, trying

only using her as an excuse

and nods. “Fine give me some

eyes over the many buns. There were a variety of

says and then asked. “Now why are

at him in disbelief. Is he seriously asking me

my eyes.” You said I can’t speak to you if I’m not buying

Tyler to find any means to get what he

bagging his order and hand it to

Are you that slow to not have realized that what

the paper bag with the buns from my hand.” How was

let out an annoyed breath.” | warned you earlier Tyler!”

the buns, and when he do, I furiously give him back his

my head.” If you don’t want anything else and the questions aren’t pertaining

furious way he was gritting his teeth.

one of the chairs he would be able

young boy looking to be a

are a pretty color

are white when he smiles at me.” Can I have five of those donuts love?” He asked, leaning on the

when I was bagging the third donut, the unfamiliar boy’s voice reaches my ear. “Tyler

so close had me whipping around. My suspicion is cleared when I

again had a

just a

jaw ticked.” I want them now

hell has gotten into

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