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.

different reason than her.

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

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

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

I was wrong.

was a new phone inside, its uncracked screen nearly blinding me and I swore I heard the sound of

This was ridiculous.

me rigid with anger. It was

the arrangement, I’ll still be fucking you to ‘pay it

it be, surely not the janitor? Or the homeless man who sat beside the curb in the

off the blue little

snorted. I turn to her only to see her digging more into the bag, pulling out a dark green lacy

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

be giving it to him good for him to spend

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

“I mean the guy has good taste

my head, grabbing a hold of my school bag. “I’m not

hold of the bag that had the lingerie and phone. I cringed inwardly. Did he really think I’d accept this

as I walk

it back to him.” I

at the paper

back to him Tif. Finish your paper it’s more

can!” She yelled, perhaps forgetting the

and walking through the hallway, my eyes browsed around in

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