Tyler’s pov

Was I really about to do this to get information on whoev er had written the word whore on Layla’s locker?

I looked at Karen’s house, more specifically her room. It was lit up and I was sure she was waiting for me in there.

I let out an irritated breath and got out of the car. I ap proached the front door and rang the bell.

In just a few minutes someone’s footsteps approach the door. When the door pried open | smile at Karen’s mother awkwardly.

“Oh it’s you Tyler. Thought it was the pizza delivery guy.” Karen’s mom laughed lightly.

“Sorry about visiting this late ma’am, Karen asked me to help her with our history homework that’s due tomorrow.” 

I wasn’t even good at history.

“Oh I know about that, Karen has already informed me that you’d be visiting. And please, how many times must I tell you to call me Kerry?” She giggled and opened the door wider.

“Come in. Come in. Haven’t seen you here in a while.” She smiles and I return an awkward one that she looked past.

Stepping into the house, I stiffen when she ‘accidentally’ squeezed my bicep. She giggled like a school girl. “Oh sorry. You’ve gotten even more toned.”

DODL

Igrit my teeth.

One of the reasons why I avoided coming to Karen’s and usually brought her over to my place was because of her leeching mother who always sees fit to touch me inappropri ately.

A grown woman with a husband and a daughter I had been banging wasn’t my type regardless of my reputation.

karen?” | asked through gritted teeth. I was this close to blowing a fuse today, Kerry

that I didn’t want to engage in a conversation

room,” Kerry answered with a disap pointed smile that made her face look

you.”

to the stairs. Skipping two at a time to get there quicker and away from Kerry’s creepy glare on my ass, I reached

door, looking down the hall to see Kerry already at the top stair, smiling

on Karen’s door

said loudly with impatience

women

shiver of disgust snaked down my spine as peeked

when Karen’s loud voice tells me

her room, closing the door behind me, and let out

room and nearly got blinded by the color of pink

sound of the water running, I knew she was in

that she still had pictures of us lined

we were never in a serious relation ship, Karen treated what we were doing as

all the girls I’ve been with photoshopped photos of me and them

she had lined on the shelves were actually real, with her

looking at them, I couldn’t help but feel creeped out that

we would never go back to how we were

away from the photos lined on the shelves to the bathroom door that

I push my hands into the

small short towel that barely cov ered her

stirred like it would usually do when my eyes feasted on a naked girl’s

like they had done for Layla to touch every inch of her

felt was revolt and the itching to get

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