Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 213

Dylan looked up at her, catching her profile in the light. She'd only said that to get under Quinn's skin, not realizing the stir it might cause in others' hearts.

As she continued wiping down the counter, a long, slender hand reached over, gently tucking her hair behind her ear.

She froze, turning to face him. Dylan flashed a sudden smile. "How about we grab lunch together?"

Clara's hands paused mid-air as she forgot to respond. Then it hit her-she'd promised to be at his beck and call until his leg healed. With a slight delay, she nodded, "Sure, sounds good."

words left her mouth, Quinn, who'd been standing across the room, let out a startled gasp. The file she was holding slipped from her grasp, hitting the floor as she stared in disbelief. Her heart was a storm of emotions, her face paling. Quickly, she bent to retrieve the papers, muttering, "Something just came up. I

she remembered the day Dylan showed up at Clara's college graduation. Everyone thought he was just passing through, but then he and Clara got into a car accident, and he

Clara was tirelessly

but Dylan seemed

to her, she thought he was interested. But she overlooked Clara, who stood absentmindedly beside her. Whenever Dylan spoke, his eyes were on Clara. Clara just didn't

pain in her head, like a needle drilling deeper. Why? Why did everything good seem to land in Clara's lap? Did Clara really deserve it? Damn

to deal with Ryan while no one was around. This was definitely going to tarnish Clara's reputation for good. When she pushed open the door, she saw Ryan by the

managed a smile, "Quinn, why are you here?