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.

I were not angry myself for a completely different reason than her. Somehow I took pity on the

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 was sure it was something I wouldn’t be able to afford until a few

you an iPhone 13. Lai…..” She drawled out, her mouth opened in

reach over and grab the box from Tiffany’s hand, opening it quickly to see if

I was wrong.

nearly blinding me and I swore I heard the sound of a choir in my

This was ridiculous.

it wasn’t exactly the sight of the phone that got me rigid with anger. It was the little note Tyler left stuck to the

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

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

pulled off the blue little note, crumbling it

her only to see

as I thrust it back into the bag. I also

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

this isn’t a

shrugged. “I mean the guy has good taste in lingerie. I say you should accept

hold of my school bag. “I’m not

that had the lingerie and phone. I cringed

you going?” Tiffany asked as I walk around the chair to plant myself

give it

down at the paper she was writing then

him Tif. Finish

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

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

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