Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 262

She glanced at Jackson. "Jackson, can I swap it for drinks instead?"

Jackson's face darkened for a second, but he quickly found something amusing, a playful glint in his eyes.

"What's the matter? Are you really that against kissing Dylan? I get it. Dylan's Simon's guy, and that connection alone makes it awkward for you. Plus, Dylan's not exactly into women. If you did kiss him, who knows? You might just vanish by tomorrow morning. Alright, if you can down ten bottles of vodka, I'll let it slide."

Clara had agreed to the bet, and backing out now wasn't going to be easy with Jackson. But ten bottles of vodka? That's a straight ticket to the ER for anyone.

Clara pressed her lips together, not even sparing Dylan a glance. She didn't need to see him to know he probably regretted ever stepping into this lounge.

She took a deep breath, resigned to the idea of a hospital visit if it came to that. At least she'd complete the challenge.

She made her way over to the side table, which was piled high with bottles of expensive booze.

The room was spacious, about a hundred square meters, and the table was nearly waist-high, covered in pricey spirits.

Grabbing a bottle of high-proof vodka, she was about to take a swig when she caught sight of Dylan, sitting in his wheelchair, head down, lost in thought.

After finishing one bottle, her stomach felt like it was on fire, and her cheeks were flushed. The taste of alcohol lingered in her nose.

was about to crack open another bottle, she noticed Dylan making his

a moment before she opened the

silly, could tell Clara was struggling. He quickly waved it

alright, just wait by my car. I'll come by later to pick up some papers." Clara set the bottle down

up with Dylan, worried that he might be

them gone, the other rich kids in the

The second he walked in, I felt this invisible force making me hide

"Yeah, me too."

folks said not to

the murmurs, grabbed her bag, and flashed a smile

trouble you all. Catch you next

hoping for a spectacle, but her poise

saying goes, you can't hit a

her way to

caught up to Dylan, apologizing

messing around after a few

it again.