Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 252

He could tell what she was getting at, so he eased up, gently cleaning her off. "I just love being with you like this."

Clara was completely spent, feeling his kisses travel from her toes upward, making her instinctively scoot back a bit.

"That's just... not right."

Who goes in for a kiss after everything's done?

But he was already diving in.

Clara turned her head away, every little sound seemed to echo in the quiet room.

Right then, her phone started ringing. She had no desire to answer it, nor the energy to reach for it.

She wanted to push him away, but he was way too strong.

The ringtone kept going, and she didn't even know how she accidentally hit the answer button. Simon's voice came through the line.

"Clara, where are you? I've been ringing your doorbell for ages and no one's answering. About the car accident..."

Clara wasn't really listening; the call was a slip-up. She wanted to hang up but her fingers felt like jelly, refusing to cooperate.

Her toes curled, pressing against Z's shoulder.

dark, every sound seemed

staying in this darkness with him wasn't so bad. They could just be together like

still going, he got even more playful, determined

of clarity hit

"Ugh... stop."

pulled her close, gently patting her

leaned into him, catching her breath, her face

scent, something only he had, a light,

still coming through the phone, now sounding eerily

cleared, and she finally grabbed her phone, which had somehow

light to see him clearly, but he seemed to catch on, pulling her into his arms, and

naturally carried over

been hit by a bolt of lightning. He'd sensed something was off when he heard those sounds but thought he was just

stranger's voice,

surged through

else? Clara, how could you

the noise unbearable, frowning. "He's my boyfriend. I'm hanging

hurl the harshest words he

lying

she took a deep breath. "Yes, but that's none

"Clara!"