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. Somehow I took

already looked more expensive than my own cracked

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

the box from Tiffany’s hand, opening it quickly to see if this was all just a joke

I was wrong.

me and I swore I heard the sound of a

This was ridiculous.

got me rigid with anger. It

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

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

blue little note, crumbling it in

for you,” Tif snorted. I turn to her only to see her digging more into the bag, pulling out a dark

as I thrust it back into the bag. I also throw in the phone and

to him good for him to spend

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

good taste in lingerie. I say you should

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

lingerie and phone. I cringed inwardly.

you going?” Tiffany asked as I walk around the chair to

going to give it back to him.”

down at the paper she was writing then

don’t need to be there when I give it back to him Tif. Finish your

as soon as I can!” She yelled, perhaps forgetting the older angry woman who didn’t surprise me when she sneered at

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

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