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.

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

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

out, her mouth opened in shock

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

This was ridiculous.

that got me rigid with anger. It was the little note Tyler left

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

would it be, surely not

the blue little note,

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

stood up, pulling out the thing from her hand, my face flaming as I thrust it back into the

really be giving it to him good for him to

to glare at her. “Tif this isn’t a joke! I

guy has good taste in lingerie. I say

of my school bag. “I’m

and phone. I cringed inwardly. Did he

walk around the chair to plant myself on

give it back to him.” I

at the paper she was writing then at

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

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

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

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