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.

for a completely different reason than her. Somehow I took pity on the woman

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 years of

out, her mouth opened in shock as she stares at me and then back to the box in her

force I clenched my teeth. I reach over and grab the box from Tiffany’s hand, opening it quickly to see if this was all just

I was wrong.

was a new phone inside, its uncracked screen nearly blinding me and I swore I

This was ridiculous.

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

the arrangement, I’ll still be fucking you to ‘pay

would it be, surely not the janitor? Or the homeless man who sat beside the curb in the mornings

off the blue little note, crumbling it

to her only to see her digging more

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

him good for him to spend so much

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

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

shook my head, grabbing a hold of my school bag.

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

are you going?” Tiffany asked as I walk

going to give it

need to write…” Tiffany drawled, looking down at the paper she was writing then at me, seeming to be

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

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

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

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