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.

myself for a completely different reason than her. Somehow I took pity on the woman

than my own cracked screen one

her mouth opened in shock as she

I clenched my teeth. I reach over and grab the box from Tiffany’s hand, opening it quickly to see if this was

I was wrong.

nearly blinding me and I swore I

This was ridiculous.

wasn’t exactly the sight of the phone that got me rigid with anger. It was the

won’t come out of the arrangement, I’ll

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

off the blue little note, crumbling it in my

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

my face flaming as I thrust it back into the bag. I also throw in the phone

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

to glare at her. “Tif this isn’t

taste in lingerie. I say you should accept

head, grabbing a hold of

the bag that had the lingerie and phone. I cringed inwardly. Did he

I walk

it

drawled, looking down at the paper she was

be there when I give it back to him Tif. Finish your paper it’s more important than this.” I said, already walking

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

and walking through the hallway, my eyes browsed around

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