Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 408

Scarlette walked up to her bedroom door and found Morgan waiting there. He was the perfect gentleman-always had that intellectual vibe about him, being a university professor and all. Holding a bag of groceries, he flashed her a smile. "Done with your meeting?"

She paused, nodded slightly, and let them both in. Morgan followed her inside, automatically changing into his indoor shoes and handing her a pair. "What are you in the mood for?"

Scarlette yawned, flopping onto the living room couch. "Just something simple."

Morgan grabbed the apron from the hook, leaned down close to her, and looked into her eyes. She didn't bother opening them, but she knew he was right there. "Dr. Morgan, I've always been scared of teachers since I was a kid," she mumbled, still half-asleep.

He chuckled, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She was too tired to move away.

About forty minutes later, the doorbell rang. She'd been getting a lot of packages lately, so she assumed it was another delivery. Dragging herself up, she was surprised to find Nicholas at the door.

frowned, clearly not planning to let him in. "What

the kitchen with a bowl, oblivious to the visitor. "Scarlette, can you give me a hand with the

open with

stumbled back a few steps as he made his way into the kitchen. Morgan, hearing the noise, set the bowl down and stepped out, running right

the cozy setup of steak, vegetables, and mashed

exasperated. "Nicholas,

another time. But I'd love to see how Dr.

Morgan placed a calming hand on her shoulder. "Let's eat first. You

his glare could make Scarlette back down. But it was clear-Scarlette and Morgan were officially a

gracious host, Morgan served three plates, putting one in front of Scarlette first. She was genuinely starving, having only had bread and a few sips of water over the past couple of

main reason for her hectic schedule? Sitting

another plate in front of Nicholas, then sat beside Scarlette, skillfully serving her a