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.

completely different reason than her. Somehow I took pity on the woman

looked more expensive than my own cracked screen one and I was sure it was something I wouldn’t

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

force I clenched my teeth. 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

I was wrong.

and

This was ridiculous.

it wasn’t exactly the sight of the phone that got me rigid with anger. It was the little

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

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

pulled off the blue little note, crumbling it in my

can’t believe he bought these for you,” Tif snorted. I turn to her only to see her digging more

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

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

this isn’t a joke! I didn’t ask

has good taste in lingerie. I say

of my

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

asked as I walk

it back to

drawled, looking down at the

him Tif. Finish your paper it’s more important than this.”

I can!” She yelled, perhaps forgetting the older angry woman who didn’t surprise

door and walking through the hallway, my eyes

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