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.

to blowing a fuse today, Kerry should thank her lucky stars that I

disappointed that I didn’t want to engage in a conversation any

a disap pointed smile that made her

you.”

nodded and stalked over to the stairs. Skipping two at a time to get there

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

on Karen’s

said loudly with

the two women in

my spine as peeked at Kerry’s seductive

Karen’s loud voice tells

run into her room, closing the door behind me, and

room and nearly got blinded by the color of pink that

and by the sound of the water running, I

to her shelves, cringing when I saw that she still had

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

first, it hadn’t weirded me out seeing as mostly all the girls I’ve been with photoshopped photos of me and them to gether and placed those photos online or in their photo al

had lined on the shelves were actually real, with her taking them when

that she still kept them

she got the idea that we would never go back to how we were the

away from the photos lined on the shelves

from the shelves I push my hands into the

out with a small short towel that barely

like it would usually do when my eyes feasted on a

even my fingers tingled like they had done for Layla to touch every inch

itching to

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