Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 646

Chapter 646

After Tara left, Clara poured herself another glass of fruit wine.

She didn't really care about whatever the guys were talking about. Their conversation faded into the background as she drifted off into her own thoughts.

By the time Dylan called her name, she'd already downed five glasses. Her eyes were a little glassy, her mind floating.

He reached over, gently catching her wrist and taking the empty glass from her hand, setting it down on the coffee table. His tone was gentle.

"I look away for a second and you drink this much?"

A glass or two of that sweet wine was no big deal, but five? That stuff would hit her hard in a few minutes.

Clara slumped back against the sofa, her cheeks warm and rosy. She heard him talking to her and tried to sit up, but her limbs felt like jelly. She pushed herself up too quickly and ended up tumbling right into his lap, bumping her nose hard against his chest. The sting brought tears to her eyes.

looked down, just as she tilted her head up. Her

up the side of her neck, tilted

room, Jackson was chatting with Richard when he noticed Nicholas's face turn beet red. He followed Nicholas's gaze-and his own glass slipped from his hand, smashing on

private lounge with

by the sudden commotion. He looked over, and when he saw Dylan-usually the picture of restraint-kissing Clara like he

them had seen Dylan lose control-at least in

had time to breathe. She turned her head to catch her breath, but Dylan's hand

in

shards into the trash, shaking his head. "Maybe... save

his glass, but the spilled

boneless and dazed, was finally let go, her lips a little puffy. She barely understood. what was happening, but she caught the words "save it for home," and something stubborn flared inside her. She leaned in

ragged. Now his

to

laugh, turned her

walked in. She stopped cold in the

face went through a storm of emotions as she