Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 650

Chapter 650

"Huh?"

Clara shot Dylan a look like he'd just spoken in another language. Was that really him talking? How many more times was this man going to catch her off guard?

"So what if I'm jealous?" she shot back. "Who even knows if your money's clean?" Her words came out sharper than she meant, but she didn't bother to take them back.

He just looked at her, cool as ever. "Dirty or not, you spent it. If you're so bothered, maybe go puke up everything you've eaten lately. That champagne last night? Ten grand a bottle."

Dylan, seriously?

Clara stopped walking. From where she stood, she could see his face still that icy, untouchable look.

She took a breath, trying to steady herself. "Are you possessed or something?"

How did a guy who looked like that say stuff like this? And wasn't it him who'd basically forced her to stay at Palm Bay, anyway? It wasn't like she'd begged to stick around.

Did he forget the way he'd handled things?

Thinking about it, her mood soured.

Why? Why did she keep forgetting the bad parts of Dylan so easily?

She remembered how intimidating he'd been in the car that day, the way the air had practically crackled with tension. Yet now, standing here, she still struggled to believe he could be so cold.

opened her mouth, then just shook her head and quietly pushed

glowing with artfully arranged lights, the pool shimmering and reflecting the crowd of beautiful people.

anyone when he arrived. Clara didn't want to,

the main attraction. Everyone was peppering her with questions about her time abroad. Tara answered smoothly, but kept glancing Dylan's way. When she saw Clara, her smile slipped for half a second,

noticed Clara, too. Their

decline for years, and even though Ryan was doing his best to keep things running, everyone knew

Bradfords just weren't in the same league as the rest of

from real money, old money. Someone like Clara showing up—someone with no

Clara? Didn't she stop chasing

is she's got herself a boy toy

that too. There's talk Simon's actually chasing her now.

closer to Tara, lowering their voice. "Aren't you and Dylan supposed to

the weather, and I've been busy with work. Our families

others looked at her, all

be

had connections with

heavyweights, a shelf full of awards,

were so popular

on the waiting list

international

her-something almost unheard of

for someone her age.

all the socialites, Tara