Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Layla’s pov

I felt tears blur my vision as I stared down at my broken laptop.

It took years cleaning my neighbors’ garage to sum up enough money to buy it five months ago. All the while I had been writing my erotica novels on my phone.

Seeing my hard work in now two, broke me completely and I sobbed. It would take a lot more than cleaning garages to sum up enough money to buy one by the end of the month. Laptops weren’t cheap.

“Shit, sorry.” I hear Tyler apologize but I don’t acknowledge him. Instead, I crouch down to pick up my broken laptop.

When I had all of it grasped in my hands, I stood up and turned to Tyler. I scowled at him. His gaze pinned me down and he flinched as if shocked to see the tears in my eyes.

“You caused this!” | snarled.

His gaze drops to my broken laptop in my hand and he cringes. “If you hadn’t stomped on my foot

I cut him off with a nasty scowl. “If you gave it back to me when I asked then your foot wouldn’t have been stomped on.”

Suddenly, there was a drop on my laptop and then on my face until it was raining heavily. I squint holding the laptop to my chest closely with one hand and quickly reach for my bag with the other.

Tyler mumbles out another curse while oddly still standing there. I don’t acknowledge him, throwing out my leg to the other bench as I run down the bleachers. But I could hear his heavy breathing down my back as he keeps up.

I figured he might just want to get out of the rain

getting out of this rain and probably to not catch a cold. My laptop which I should’ve thrown in my bag the moment I saw the drop of rain, is suddenly pulled from my grasp

my converse sliding on the wood, but a strong arm catches me before I ungracefully fall. I whip around, the droplets on my glasses making it a little difficult to

he lifts my laptop over my head. “What are you doing?” I snapped, tempted to

the rain.” He deadpan as if

glare, which I was certain he’d not see since I have many drops of rain on my

I would be scowling at Tyler Wood, then I would’ve laughed in your face and probably write

close for comfort and now holding my laptop as an umbrella over

buy it back Layla. Now let’s get out of here before we catch a bad

when my name manages to slip out of his mouth. In all honesty, I thought he’d not know me far less my name. But of course he might have

a grimace and decide to just shut

the laptop hanging over my head. Trust me, I tried to get rid of him. I tried to sprint but he’d also sprint, easily

presence until we reach the parking lot and he could climb in his expensive car and I can be on my way. Only one problem was that, I had decided to walk home. And there wouldn’t be

minutes,

rain any longer, the chill already getting to me. I could simply run to the bus stop and shelter there but the last time I did, there was dog crap everywhere. I was

frustration at my predicament, I whirled around when we were in the parking lot and stared at

like glared.

sheltering me with my laptop. Now please give it back so I can be on my

was dead and

answers with. “I’ll give you a