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.

angry myself for a completely different reason than her. Somehow

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

iPhone 13. Lai…..” She drawled out, her mouth opened in shock as she stares at me and

I reach over and grab the box from Tiffany’s hand, opening it quickly to

I was wrong.

its uncracked screen nearly blinding me and I swore I heard the

This was ridiculous.

rigid with anger. It was the little note Tyler left

of the arrangement, I’ll still be fucking you

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

little note,

turn to her only to see

thing from her hand, my face flaming as I thrust it back into the bag.

be giving it to him good for him

this isn’t a joke! I didn’t

shrugged. “I mean the guy has good taste in lingerie. I

a hold of my school bag.

and phone. I cringed inwardly. Did he really

Tiffany asked as I walk around the

going to give it back

write…” Tiffany drawled, looking down at the paper she was

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

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

out the door and walking through the hallway, my eyes browsed around in

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