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.

for a completely different

It already looked more expensive than my own cracked screen one and I was sure it was something I wouldn’t be able to

iPhone 13. Lai…..” She drawled out, her mouth opened in shock as

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

I was wrong.

phone inside, its uncracked screen nearly blinding me and I swore I heard the

This was ridiculous.

me rigid with anger. It was the

arrangement, I’ll still be fucking you to

him. I mean who else would it be, surely not

the blue little note, crumbling it in my

for you,” Tif snorted. I turn to her only to see her digging more into the bag, pulling out a

stood up, pulling out the thing from her hand, my face flaming as I thrust it back into the

for him to spend so much money

eyes to glare at her. “Tif this isn’t a joke! I didn’t ask

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

hold of my school bag. “I’m not going

phone. I cringed inwardly.

are you going?” Tiffany asked as I walk around the chair to plant myself

give it back

Tiffany drawled, looking down at the paper she was writing

be there when I give it back to him Tif. Finish your paper it’s more important than this.” I

as soon as I can!” She yelled, perhaps forgetting the older angry woman who didn’t surprise me when she sneered

door and walking through the

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