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Layla’s pov

I scream in frustration. Why was he still bringing this up?

It’s not like he didn’t know who was doing this or why it happened. It all revolved around him.

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He should be talking to his whores to stay away from me.

But instead of blowing a fuse, I just gritted out while reaching for the door. “I’m not talking to you about this again Tyler. I said what I had to say earlier, there’s nothing more to talk about.” I ground out and tried to open the door but Tyler is quick to lock it.

I looked at him in disbelief. “Are you serious right now?” || huffed.

Gosh, how irritating can a guy be?

Irritatingly handsome. My conscience teased.

That’s it, I’m blocking my mind from contacting me.

You’re the dumbest idiot alive Layla. My conscience mocked and I nearly screamed in frustration.

Tyler was already clearly frustrating me, I didn’t need my mind to do the same.

There’s so much taunting I can take today. I need a long shower and a long nap.

I don’t need to be reminded about being a huge target for

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one of his whores.

One being Karen.

until we talk Layla. How long are you planning to avoid me for? Until we graduate, until we die?”

long it takes for your whores to leave me alone!” | snapped, irritated. I just came from work, I was tired. And I

didn’t need to see that image of that red lipstick on my locker. Their

need to see

me closely, seeming to peel off every layer of emotion I

call for help.” I

for what will happen af ter,” Tyler said lowly in a

despite my clear intent on wanting to get away from him and his damn

And what will happen

Tyler’s

inkling that he was

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and they danced. “I’ll have you swallowing my cock before you even get

crawl up my cheeks though I was trying my hardest to not be

calling his bluff. Tyler’s lips tug up in a smirk as his fingers brush against his zipper. “Go ahead and do it, Layla.” He starts to unzip his pants slowly

pants.” | groaned in annoyance and shot him an irrated

zips up his pants. “Scared you won’t be

“You al ways think and talk about sex. Everything is

messy hair again and breathed

solely about sex Layla. We made an arrangement, a fucking sex arrangement. I’m not supposed to even care about what you

snaps. The cheery Tyler is no

frustration. I like fire breathing Tyler, he’s ready to tell me words I hate.

at. It was a good thing the windows were up. I really didn’t want anyone

do you even care Tyler?! We’re not supposed to care about each other! We’re not supposed

until his hot breath is feathering against my lips and until he has me trapped under his

my chest so hard and so loudly

and my

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