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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.

leaving the car until we talk Layla. How long are you planning to avoid me for? Until we

just came from work, I was tired. And I

that red lipstick on my locker. Their giggles behind my back. Their

didn’t need to

peel off every layer of

and call for help.” I sighed, tired of this conversation before it

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

my clear intent on

And what will happen Tyler

him this question because now Tyler’s smirking like he had just won three

inkling that

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

a breath and felt the heat crawl up my cheeks though I was trying

narrowed my eyes on his face, calling his bluff. Tyler’s lips tug up in a smirk as his fingers brush against his zipper. “Go

keep your dick in your pants.” | groaned in annoyance and

up his pants. “Scared you won’t be

a heavy frustrated breath and gritted out. “You al ways think and talk about sex. Everything is

in my messy hair again and breathed out through my

is solely about sex Layla. We made an arrangement, a fucking sex arrangement. I’m not supposed to even care about what you feel right now and God dammit |

cheery

make it easier for me to pour out my frustration. I like fire breathing Tyler, he’s ready to tell me words I hate.

fully, completely aware that we were a few blocks down from the bakery I work at. It was a good thing the windows

care about each other! We’re not supposed to

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

in my chest so hard and so loudly that I wondered if he

lips part and my stomach

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