Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 23

Layla’s pov

I was embarrassed. Completely and utterly embarrassed. From what I could see, there were not one, not even two or three pairs of lingerie. No, there seemed to be plenty to give the entire town.

I was being dramatic but could you blame me?

And as I continue to look at the very thin green lace, fury soon replaced my embarrassment and made me grit my teeth until they hurt

Tiffany digs in, her nails hitting something hard that oddly sounded like cardboard.

She was more excited than I was. Not that I was excited, not one bit. In fact, I was the complete opposite.

She swishes the paper around until she gasped. “Layla you wouldn’t believe this.” She whispered in both awe and surprise.

“What is it?” | grit out every word. My anger wasn’t directed at her obviously.

“I think you just got a new phone.” She said breathily.

Was that my heart falling into my ass I felt?

Or was it blazing anger?

I didn’t know, but surely Tyler could be blamed for causing it.

“Shhhh!” The older woman hissed, her impatience whipping on her tongue as she moves the glasses to the bridge of her nose and looks at us angrily.

Tiffany looks over at her, her features drawing into irritation. “Oh keep quiet we’re not even that loud!” Tiffany huffed then goes back to searching through the bag and ignoring the glaring woman completely.

a completely different reason than her.

my own cracked screen one and I was sure it was something I wouldn’t be able to afford until a few years of saving

13. Lai…..” She drawled out, her mouth opened in shock as she stares at me and then

grab the box from Tiffany’s hand, opening it quickly to see if this was all

I was wrong.

phone inside, its uncracked screen nearly blinding me and I swore I heard the sound of a choir in

This was ridiculous.

phone that got me rigid with anger. It was the little note Tyler left stuck to the

out of the arrangement, I’ll still be fucking you

be, surely not the janitor? Or the homeless man who sat beside the curb in the mornings

blue little note, crumbling it in my

Tif snorted. I turn to her only to see her digging more into the bag, pulling out a dark green lacy

it back into the bag. I also throw

must really be giving it to him good for him to spend

my eyes to glare at her. “Tif this isn’t a

“I mean the guy has good taste in lingerie. I say you

my head, grabbing a hold of my school bag. “I’m not going

bag that had the lingerie and phone. I cringed inwardly. Did he really think I’d accept this

you going?” Tiffany asked as I walk around the

it back

but, I still need to write…” Tiffany drawled, looking down at

it back to him Tif. Finish your paper it’s more important than this.” I said, already walking

She yelled, perhaps forgetting the older angry woman

I’m out the door and walking through the hallway, my eyes browsed

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