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 pity on the

image of a phone. It already looked more expensive than my own cracked screen one and I was sure it was something I

mouth opened in shock as she stares at me and then back to

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 there

I was wrong.

its uncracked screen nearly blinding me and I swore

This was ridiculous.

phone that got me rigid with

arrangement, I’ll still

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

bought these for you,” Tif snorted. I turn to her only to see her digging more into the

quickly 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 and

him good for him to spend so much money on

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

“I mean the guy has good taste in lingerie. I say you should accept

a hold of

a hold of the bag that had the lingerie and phone. I cringed inwardly.

going?” Tiffany asked as I walk

going to give it back to him.”

at the paper she was writing then at me, seeming to

I give it back to him Tif. Finish

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

walking through the hallway, my

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