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.

myself for a completely different reason than her. Somehow I took pity on the

my

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

my teeth. I reach over and grab the box from Tiffany’s

I was wrong.

and I swore I heard the sound of a choir in

This was ridiculous.

phone that got me rigid

of the arrangement, I’ll still be fucking you to ‘pay

mean who else would it be, surely not the janitor? Or the

little note, crumbling

turn to her only to see her digging more into the bag,

it back into the bag. I also throw in

to him good for him

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

the guy has good taste in lingerie. I say you should accept

my head, grabbing a hold of

hold of the bag that had the lingerie and phone.

I walk around the chair to plant myself

to give it back

write…” Tiffany drawled, looking down at the paper

I give it back to him Tif. Finish your paper it’s more important

the older angry woman who didn’t surprise me

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

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