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.

the dark, every sound seemed

for a split second, she thought maybe staying in this darkness with him wasn't so bad. They could just be

going, he got even more playful, determined to make her

hit her, making her body

"Ugh... stop."

close, gently patting her

her breath, her

only he had, a light, elegant

coming through the phone, now sounding eerily cold.

finally grabbed her

hoarse, almost unrecognizable. She tried to use the dim light to see him clearly, but he seemed to catch on,

carried over to

something was off when he

a stranger's voice, he realized how

surged through

Clara, how could you

unbearable, frowning. "He's my boyfriend.

jealousy, was desperate to hurl the harshest words he could

you possibly be doing, lying there while

face darkened as she took a deep breath. "Yes, but that's

"Clara!"