Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 263

"'"'Of course you look great. That's a no-brainer. If you ever let the media have a

field day with you, they'd probably go on and on about how amazing you are. But you've always been clear-no reports on your private life." Jackson, who was usually clueless about romance, squinted at Dylan as he spoke.

"Dylan, when a guy starts caring about his looks, it usually means he's got someone on his mind. So, you... got someone?"

"Nope." Dylan glanced down at the coffee table, reaching for his drink.

Jackson quickly moved it out of reach. "That stuff's strong. Sure you wanna go for

it? You should watch your stomach. Heard Cedric gave you an earful the other

day. Maybe stick to something lighter if you're gonna drink."

As luck would have it, the bottle Dylan reached for was the same one Clara had been drinking from earlier.

Jackson chuckled to himself, thinking about Clara probably throwing up somewhere. "Clara's probably tossing her cookies right about now. She should watch out-Moonlight's got plenty of sketchy types. If someone picks her up, who knows when she'd get away."

an eyebrow, his fingers drumming lightly on the

takes them home. They wake up the next day, and there's nothing they can do about it. Clara might not win any popularity contests, but she's definitely got the

Normally, Dylan couldn't stand these social scenes, and it took a lot of convincing to get him out. Even

you meeting up with

"Nope."

woman he'd been seeing lately. She was his type, both

run. My lady friend wants to meet up. Maybe I'll introduce her

and, after a pause, asked,

bed, and she keeps coming

noncommittally as Jackson quickly made

reached his car and found Clara still there, leaning against the door,

hint of a

tossing it into his car with a look of disdain. "Don't puke near

contract, just let me know." Waving her off, Jackson hopped in his car and drove

sweat pouring off her. If she hadn't forced herself to wait for Jackson, she would've called a cab to the hospital

couldn't even stand, sweat dripping down her

in hand, was busy chatting with her friends about how much Dylan adored her. Spotting Clara, she swaggered over,