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.

if I were not angry myself for a completely different reason than her. Somehow

she takes out the brand new box that had an image of a phone. It already looked more expensive than my own cracked screen one and I was sure it was something I

in shock as she stares at me and then back to

I reach over and grab the box from Tiffany’s hand, opening it quickly to see if this was all just a joke and if there would

I was wrong.

was a new phone inside, its uncracked screen nearly blinding me and I swore

This was ridiculous.

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

won’t come out of the arrangement, I’ll still be fucking you to ‘pay

name but I knew it was him. I mean who else would it be, surely not the janitor? Or the homeless man who sat beside the curb in the

off the blue little note, crumbling

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

hand, my face flaming as I thrust it back into the bag. I also

him good for him to spend so much money on you.” Tiffany

her. “Tif this isn’t a

has good taste

shook my head, grabbing a hold of my school bag.

a hold of the bag that had the lingerie and phone. I cringed inwardly. Did

I walk around the chair to plant myself

it back to him.”

looking down at the paper she

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

forgetting the older angry woman who didn’t surprise me when she

walking through the hallway, my eyes browsed around in search of

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