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

of a phone. It already looked more expensive than my own cracked screen one and I was sure it was something I wouldn’t be able to afford until a few

shit, he bought you an iPhone 13. Lai…..” She drawled out, her mouth opened in shock as she stares at me and then back

felt my jaw pop by the force I clenched my teeth. I reach over and grab the box from Tiffany’s hand, opening

I was wrong.

uncracked screen nearly blinding me and I

This was ridiculous.

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

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

I knew it was him. I mean who else would it be, surely not the

the blue little note, crumbling it in

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 bag. I also throw in the phone and covered everything back with

be giving it to him good for him to spend

“Tif this isn’t a joke! I didn’t

“I mean the guy has good taste in lingerie.

hold of

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

as I walk around the chair to plant

it back to him.”

write…” Tiffany drawled, looking down at the paper she was

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

the older angry woman

through the hallway, my eyes browsed around in search of

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