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

asking Tiffany, she takes out the brand new box that had an image of a phone. It already looked more expensive than my own cracked screen one and I was

out, her mouth opened in shock as she stares at me and then back to the box in her

clenched my teeth. I reach over and grab the box from Tiffany’s

I was wrong.

nearly blinding me and I

This was ridiculous.

rigid

out of the arrangement, I’ll

mean who else would it be, surely not

off the blue little note, crumbling

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

quickly stood up, pulling out the thing from her hand, my face flaming as I thrust it back into the

must really be giving it to him good for him to spend

glare at her. “Tif this isn’t

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

of my school bag. “I’m not going

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

asked as I walk around the chair to

going to give it back to him.”

need to write…” Tiffany drawled, looking down at the paper she was writing then at me,

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

forgetting the older

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

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