Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 228

Upon arriving at Moonlight Lounge, Clara gently set the wheelchair down, helped Dylan into it, and wheeled him towards their private room. Just as they got to the door, her phone buzzed with a message from Z: [I'm happy, want to kiss you.]

Clara's cheeks turned a rosy red. This guy, always so direct with his words.

She didn't have time to reply immediately. After settling Dylan in the room and opening the door, she was greeted by Nicholas, Jackson, and Richard already inside. These four seemed to hang out often. As the only woman, she felt a bit awkward staying in the room.

Noticing her unease, Dylan said, "Go enjoy yourself outside." His tone was gentle, almost like he was soothing a child.

Clara avoided looking at Jackson, who always seemed ready for a fight when they met. With Dylan's go-ahead, she quickly left the room.

Inside, Nicholas put down his glass and asked Jackson, "Got any tips for impressing a woman?"

Jackson raised an eyebrow, thinking he must have misheard, "Say that again?"

Nicholas just pressed his lips together, choosing to stay silent.

Richard chimed in, "Just make sure she's happy in bed. If she's not into you, maybe you're not trying hard enough."

The comment seemed to hit a nerve with Nicholas, sparking a debate. Dylan,

they

*

wandered around, her phone buzzing again. Another message from

sent him her exact location:

to find you,] he

come, but Moonlight was

walked, she started typing a reply, but before she could send it, a hand reached out from a

she was caught in a kiss. He wore a thin shirt, and the room had a subtle, elegant scent. Breathless, Clara pushed him back. She couldn't

here so fast? Were you already following me when you sent that

a problem?" He

took a deep breath, knowing what was coming

back, his

could feel his intense desire, but she worried Dylan might wrap up quickly, which would

her ear, "I think about you every second. I want to text you so

overthinking everything, editing a text a thousand

He sounded like a kid persistently

hesitated only for a moment before