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.

would’ve laughed at her face if I were not angry myself for a completely different reason

my own cracked screen one and I was sure it was something I wouldn’t be able to afford until a few years of saving

Lai…..” She drawled out, her mouth opened in shock as

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 a choir in

This was ridiculous.

sight of the phone that got me rigid with anger.

won’t come out of the arrangement, I’ll still be fucking you to ‘pay it

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

off the blue little note, crumbling it in my

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

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

him good for him to spend so much money on

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

has good taste in lingerie. I say you should

shook my head, grabbing a hold of my

had the lingerie and phone. I cringed inwardly. Did

are you going?” Tiffany asked as I walk

going to give it back to

Tiffany drawled, looking down at the paper

to be there when I give it back to him Tif.

yelled, perhaps forgetting the older angry woman who didn’t surprise me when she

I’m out the door and walking through the hallway,

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