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.

not angry myself for a completely different reason than her. Somehow I took

more expensive than my own cracked screen one and I was sure it was something I wouldn’t be able to afford until a

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

Tiffany’s hand, opening it quickly to see if this was all just a joke and if there would be nothing

I was wrong.

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

This was ridiculous.

sight of the phone that got me rigid with anger. It was the

come out of the arrangement, I’ll still be

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

pulled off the blue little note, crumbling

her only to see her digging more into the bag, pulling out a dark green

hand, my face flaming as I thrust it back into the

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

“Tif this isn’t a joke! I didn’t ask him to

mean the guy has good taste in

a hold of my

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

as I walk around the

give it back

looking down at the paper she was

to be there when I give it back to him Tif. Finish your paper it’s more

perhaps forgetting the older angry woman who didn’t surprise me when she sneered at

through the hallway, my eyes browsed around in search

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