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 are you

came out of the kitchen with a bowl, oblivious to the visitor. "Scarlette, can you give

the door open with a forceful

he made his way into the kitchen. Morgan,

Nicholas glanced at the cozy setup

now, exasperated. "Nicholas, can we not do this right

grabbed a fork, chuckling. "Sure, another time. But I'd love to see how Dr. Morgan's cooking

about to lose her cool, Morgan placed a calming

and he wished his glare could make Scarlette back down. But it was

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

her hectic schedule? Sitting

in front of Nicholas, then sat