Chapter 15


    La’s pov


    I tapped furiously on my phone.


    “Oh God, Bruno. Yes so deep. I want you so deep.” Mira moaned, arching her back off the bed and


    wing Bruno’s back as if he’d magically get any closer.


    Erase.


    Sighing heavily I began tapping at the screen again, this time a little more aggressively.


    “Bruno, oh yes Bruno. Please keep going, keep going so deeply. “Mira moaned, her nails scratching the


    skin of his back, digging until her marks would remain there for days.


    Gritting my teeth I erased that line too. It justcked….everything. The intensity, the feeling…


    Had I really lost my touch?


    “Any harsher and you’ll manage to break the screen.”


    I jolt in shock, the phone slipping from my hand. I watch in absolute horror when it falls to the concrete


    ground and winced when I heard the sound of the screen shattering just like my heart.


    “Shit.” Tyler cursed, bending down quickly and picking up my phone from the ground before I could.


    | clenched my eyes tightly, counting numbers in my head to tame my anger that was pounding at the


    restraints I ced it in.


    When I felt calmed down enough, I peeled my eyes open only to stare at a sheepish Tyler whose arms


    are stretched out to hand me my cracked phone.


    I take my phone harshly out of his grasp, my fingers brushing along the cracked screen as I red into


    his foresty eyes. The shades of green lighten in guilt.


    “Would you stop sneaking up on me like that!?” I hissed lowly, dropping my gaze to stare at my phone.


    The screen was cracked pretty badly but at least it was still working. But it would still no doubt cause


    trouble to type on.


    Great. Now I do have to look for that job.


    “You should really stop being so jumpy,” He responded.


    I snap my head up and blinked. I thought he was joking but seems not since his expression did not


    waver. I narrowed my eyes and sent him a death stare. “Are you ming this entirely on me?” I asked


    sharply.


    His eyes narrowed but then half of his mouth tilted up into a half grin.” Not entirely.” He mocked.


    With a tick to the jaw, I sent him a dirty stare and lift my phone to turn the cracked screen facing him and


    leveled it with his eyes. ” See what happens when you sneak up on someone unexpectedly?”


    Green eyes radiate a look of humor. “I guess this will also be added to the arrangement? If I keep ruining


    your property, the more sex we get to have.”


    I looked around nervously. Tyler and I were the only ones left on the school’spound. With him having


    to stay a little longer to practice and for me to wait for him seeing as we were supposed to talk about the


    said arrangement today.


    “Would you quiet down,” I hissed lowly, giving another nce around.


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    Truth, there was no one in sight but still, I wouldn’t want to be seen with Tyler Wood much less make


    anyone hear what we spoke about. There was definitely no need for people to get the wrong idea.


    Although they’d get a good idea once they hear the word have and sex, in one sentence.


    When I faced Tyler again, I’m only blessed with an eye roll from him. “Come on we should get going.”


    He doesn’t wait for me to respond, his long legs inching away from me quickly.


    Fucking my lower lip between my teeth, I followed after him!


    X


    Yesterday I didn’t care to be seen with him and that mostly was because it had currently been raining


    and I needed a tide home. But now, it was zing hot and there would be no reason to get inside his car.


    And given his reputation, one would automatically think La Campbell the school’s invisible girl wanted


    a taste of the yboy star quarterback. Although that was sort of true, even though it was just for


    ‘experimental purposes only. 1 would very much like to keep what we were doing, or what we were about


    to do under wraps.


    Tyler’s car smelled of pinewood when I entered. I was about to ask him where we were going but


    remembered before 1 made a quick embarrassment of myself. I buckled myself securely and seconds


    later Tyler drives out of the parking


    space.


    My mouth was truly embarrassing me at the moment. It was hanging open in shock as I stared at the


    mansion of a house that was obviously where Mayor Wood resides. It was huge and I knew I already


    said that but I can’t exin how big it undoubtedly was.


    I didn’t feel like I deserved to stare at such a building much less step foot in it with my dirty converse that


    had seen better days.


    I closed my mouth when I saw a man in a ck suit, much simr to the men at the front gate stalk over


    to us, more precisely on Tyler’s side.


    I turn to Tyler before the man got closer. “Maybe we should speak somewhere more….private?”


    I really didn’t want to enter such luxury looking like I had just got out of a gutter.


    Tyler turns to me, his lips curving. “There’s nowhere more private than here La.”


    He gets out of the car before I could say another word and flings the keys to the man who was stalking


    over. Seeing that I had no other choice but to get out, I sighed and opened the door.


    I looked down at the gravel, praying that I wouldn’t humiliate myself and got out. Tyler moves the


    distance between him and the man and starts talking to him. The man eyed me curiously. pping the


    man on the back, he then looks over at me with raised expectant brows.


    He nudges his head towards his mansion and started striding over to the huge white door. Not wanting to


    be left alone, I’m quick to follow him, clutching my bag beside me.


    When we’re both at the door, it swings open a little without him having to knock. A pretty little girl with


    curly dark hair and the biggest of green eyes peered up at Tyler. Her face split in a beam, eyes shining


    brightly. The door opens fully by an older woman that was beside her.


    “Ty Ty, you’re back!” She squeals, her small arms flinging around his legs as she throws her body


    towards his.


    Tylerughs heartily and the sound sounds strange. I didn’t know why, but it sounded different than the


    otherughs he’s ever spewed out before.


    She was adorable, her height barely having her head reach his waist. Her green eyes simr to Tyler’s


    shone happily, her little pink lips spread out as she giggles.


    She was no doubt Tyler’s sister. Not that I ever knew he had a sibling. Mayor Wood never really showed


    his children or spoke of them. On rare asions did he show off Tyler. In fact, many believed Tyler was


    the only child.


    But I could be wrong, maybe others knew except me.


    But the features were too simr, too alike for me not to think that they were not siblings.


    “Daffodil you‘re getting stronger. You nearly managed to throw me over.” Tyler joked. Seeing this side of


    him was….. strange.


    Tyler then turns to me. “My mom loved flowers, specifically that one.”


    Daffodil seems to now only realize that I was standing there because her bright green eyes opened wider


    and her lips form a cute small pout before she smiles. “Hi” one of her arms moves around her brother to


    send me a wave.


    I smiled, waving back despite feeling the eyes of the woman at the door watching me like a hawk. “Hi


    Daffodil.” It was strange calling her a flower but if that’s what her mother chose for her, then I say it was


    perfect and suited her.


    She shyly nearly buries her face on her brother’s thigh. “Just call me Daff.” She whispered.


    I nodded with a small smile ying on my lips. “I’m La but you can call me Lai.”


    Smiling at me brightly she lifts her head to her brother. “She’s so pretty Ty Ty, can we keep her?”


    Tyler spares me an embarrassed nce and answers his sister. “She’s not a pet Daff.”


    Daff pouts, moving away from her brother and crosses her small arms across her chest. “But she’s so


    much prettier than the blonde one.” Little Daff nose scrunches up.


    I felt a hot blush of heat on my neck that neared my cheeks. Tyler coughs lightly, sparing me a nce


    from the corner of his eyes before ushering his sister inside and beckoning me to follow.


    I’m reluctant at first, especially seeing that the woman had not removed her hawk eyes away from me at


    all. I looked down at my dirty converse, said a silent prayer and then took a step forward.


    I smiled at the woman only for it to waver when she just states at me nkly.


    She turns to Tyler. “Your father called and he mentioned he’d bete for dinner tonight. I have something


    important to do so I might not be able to do over time.”


    Tyler ruffles Daff’s hair while replying.” That’s fine, I can watch her tonight. I’m not going anywhere. Had


    she eaten something already?”


    The woman answers. “I was just about to give her a snack. Come Daffodil dear, let’s go eat some


    gran and yogurt your favorite.”


    Daff seems to have had her feet set on fire because she was ahead of the woman, presuming to be


    heading towards the kitchen area.


    “Come,” Tyler says, stalking over to a flight of stairs that looked like it was leading towards the heavens.


    It was that long.


    I followed after him, not touching anything on my way up. Everything was just so shiny, neat,


    expensive and worth more


    than my house. I didn’t deserve to be in a ce like this.


    “I didn’t know you had a sister,” I admitted when we were strolling down a long hallway.


    Tyler turns around briefly before looking ahead. “Most don’t My father likes to keep his family life private


    and so dol. Besides, Daffodil rarely goes out of the house.” He shrugs, stopping beside a door and opens


    it.


    des aside, motioning to the room. “Wee to my room where all the magic happens.” He grins and his


    eyes agh brightly. He reminded me of how happy Daff was when she saw him.


    Rolling my eyes I entered, browsing my eyes around the huge room. It was oddly neat, for him being a


    boy and all.


    And given his reputation, I’d figured he’d have lines of clothes scattered everywhere, especially girls’


    panties and bras. You know, the cliche.


    But he definitely surprised me. Turning to him when I hear the click of the door shutting, I suddenly am


    very aware that we were all alone in his room. Alone.


    I swallowed.


    Surely he wasn’t going to start showing me the ropes around sex now, right?


    “Is it your sister you want me to babysit?” I asked, trying to get the conversation off of sex for now.


    His sister looked the age of five so I can only assume…..


    He nods, lips tugging up in a half smile. “You’re smart.”


    He walks over to his bed, kicking off his sneakers and plops down on the mattress, his legs spread like a


    starfish, his gaze on the ceiling.


    I looked at him confused.


    The reason why he brought me here was for us to talk about the ‘arrangement’ not for me to watch him


    get lost in dreamnd.


    As if reading my thoughts, Tyler sat up, his palms pushing into the mattress as he just stares at me. I


    quickly grow ufortable with his unwavering staring.


    “What?” I asked, shifting on my feet nervously.


    Did I have something on my face?


    He shook his head, mumbling. “Nothing,” lowly.


    I gripped my bag looking at him nervously. He seems to have noticed because his lips curl into a smirk. “I


    don’t bite La. Well, unless I can’t help myself when I’m feasting on something delicious.”


    I knew it was innuendo, I just knew it. I havepletely understood why girls always end up in Tyler’s


    bed. It’s because he never has a cap on his mouth and continues to say shit like this.


    Some girls like that talk, I found myself to not enjoy it that much seeing as itpletely shocks me every


    single damn


    time.


    Wanting to divert the topic to something that will not turn me into a fire truck, I decided to query him with


    questions about babysitting his sister.


    “So you want me to babysit her only on Saturdays right? Is there a specific time.


    I drawled hoping he’ll feed in the gaps of my question.


    Nodding, he looks at me with a mysterious look in his eyes. “Yes only on Saturdays. My father won’t be


    here and it’s usually Miss. Samantha’s off day. I always babysat her before but I have private matters to


    do on that specific day.”


    “Oh.” Was the only word that seem toe out of my mouth.


    Tyler on the other hand arches a single brow, his eyes burning with intensity. “Now enough about my


    sister.”


    I opened my mouth, ready to tell him that I actually needed more details but his next wordspletely


    catches me off guard.


    “Now strip.”


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