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

me asking Tiffany, 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 wouldn’t be able to afford

in

I clenched my teeth. I reach over and grab the box from Tiffany’s hand, opening

I was wrong.

screen nearly blinding me and I swore I heard the sound

This was ridiculous.

the phone that got me rigid with anger. It was the

won’t come out of the arrangement, I’ll still

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 mornings and threw

little note, crumbling it

can’t believe he bought these for you,” Tif snorted. I turn to her only to see her digging more into the bag, pulling out a dark green lacy

thing from her hand, my face flaming as I thrust it back into the bag. I also throw in the phone and covered everything back with the colorful

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

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

the guy has good taste in

grabbing a hold of

lingerie and phone. I cringed inwardly. Did he really

Tiffany asked as I walk

to give it back

but, I still need to write…” Tiffany drawled, looking down at the paper she was writing then

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

She yelled, perhaps forgetting the older angry woman who didn’t surprise

the hallway, my eyes browsed around in search of

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