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.

angry myself for a completely different reason than her.

than my

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

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

I was wrong.

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

This was ridiculous.

rigid with anger. It was the little

arrangement, I’ll still be fucking

I mean who else would it be, surely not

blue little note,

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

stood up, pulling out the thing from her hand, my face flaming as I thrust it back into the bag. I also throw in the phone

must really be giving it to him good for him to spend so much money

glare at her. “Tif this isn’t a

guy has good taste in lingerie. I

grabbing a hold of my school bag. “I’m

had the lingerie and phone. I cringed

Tiffany asked as I walk around the

to give it back to him.” I

Tiffany drawled, looking down at

to him Tif. Finish your paper

as I can!” She yelled, perhaps forgetting the

door and walking through the hallway, my eyes browsed around

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