Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 23

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. Somehow I took pity on the woman for nearly

me 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

Lai…..” She drawled out, her mouth opened in shock as she stares at me and then

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

I was wrong.

and I swore I heard the sound of a choir in my

This was ridiculous.

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

of the arrangement, I’ll still be fucking you to

name but I knew it was him. I mean who else would it be, surely not the janitor? Or the homeless

little note, crumbling it

believe he bought these for you,” Tif snorted. I turn to her only to see

thrust it back into the bag. I also throw in the phone and covered everything

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

“Tif this isn’t a joke! I didn’t ask him to buy me

shrugged. “I mean the guy has good taste in lingerie. I

head, grabbing a hold of

and phone.

as I walk around the chair

give it back to

down at

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

catch up as soon as I can!” She yelled, perhaps forgetting the

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

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