While Tara stepped out to take a call, Nicholas finally had a moment to speak.

"Dylan, you're on your own," he said, shaking his head.

Jackson nodded, looking just as resigned. "Anyone who gets mixed up with Tara comes out worse for wear."

Jackson was about to keep going when he caught sight of a mark on Dylan's collarbone. He couldn't resist leaned in, tugged Dylan's collar aside, acting like a total weirdo.

After his own recent fling with Kaitlyn, Jackson knew exactly what those marks

were.

He tried to hold it together for a few seconds, then blurted out, "What, did you do this to yourself?"

Dylan had been zoning out. The question brought him back. He shot Jackson a look-expression unreadable.

"Let go."

Jackson let go, making a clicking sound with his tongue. "Wow. So this is how far you'll go to get Tara off your case? Hate to break it to you, but she didn't even seem to care."

Jackson thought Dylan would just go quiet again, but Dylan said, "Clara did it." "Wait, what?" Nicholas practically spat out his drink, thinking he must've misheard.

It was already wild enough that Dylan had married Clara-but now Clara kissed him? Kissed?!

Why would Dylan let her? And why just say it like it was no big deal?

Since when was being kissed by Clara something you'd mention like it was an achievement?

first to recover, just nodding.

just nodded, eyelashes lowered,

you? Honestly, she's kind of dangerous. And have you seen her eyes? She's got that sly, fox vibe —always looking like she might flirt,

was staring

say something wrong? Look, I've never really liked her type. No way I'd fall

just a normal guy

trip? I heard

turned icy. He stood up

he closed the door behind him, he spotted Tara leaning against

tipped her chin up and flashed him

she'd been eavesdropping, but there was no

top of

up another time. Oh, and say

open the

felt unsettled as he got into his car-a feeling he

been doing all those years abroad. If it weren't for the occasional

trendy international museum made her an instant online celebrity. Tons of rich clients were desperate for her to design their mansions. Getting on her

connections everywhere, here

didn't like her vibe. There was something off about her that he couldn't put his finger

to Scarlette's place first. She wasn't

called her. No

call out of ten,

was already frustrated, so he drove straight over to

at night, the campus was

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