Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 670

Inside, Charles and Clara plopped down next to Max and Buddy.

Charles shuffled the deck and tossed out two cards. "Three of a kind!"

The dogs had their own cards in front of them. He'd always played like this-just

him and the dogs. But now Clara was here, and the rules had changed a bit. Max

and Buddy kept up, though. No surprise-they were his dogs, after all. Smart as

could be.

Clara sat cross-legged, eyebrows knit together as she thought hard. Then, when

she thought no one was looking, she snuck a peek at Max's cards.

Charles caught her in the act right away. "Hey! No peeking! We said no cheating,

remember?"

All the dogs' cards were face up on the floor, so really, it was a game of trust more

than anything.

Clara pulled her gaze back, voice calm. "I'm on the opposite team from Max.

You're my partner."

When the four of them played, teams changed every round. Whoever called the

suit first picked the team-whoever had that suit became your partner for that

hand.

Charles grinned and leaned in, dropping his voice. "Is that so? If we're

teammates, we can swap cards. They're just dogs, after all."

No sooner had he said it than Max and Buddy started barking, even baring their

teeth a little.

Charles retreated, hands up. "Alright, alright, no swapping. Chill out, you two."

The four of them played cards all night. By the time they were done, the sun was

coming up.

keep her eyes open. She slumped over

right there.

is way too comfy, she

powered through the night, but he was barely

fresh blanket, draped it over Clara, and then crashed against the

himself.

doctor came in the next morning, he found two people and

sprawled everywhere, sound asleep.

afternoon by the time Charles finally

plate of food

left it for him. Outside, she was playing with Max and

to join them when his

the glass door to head

rang. It was

you find

was yanked right

Richard pressed, "Are you actually reliable or

supposed to be able to find

shut the glass door,

sounds of Clara

"We're still looking.

right? It's

What's the rush?"

didn't know Charles well, but he

sent Charles to handle things, nothing

tomorrow. You bring her

Charles' face went cold.

always said: around strangers, keep your mouth shut and

"Fine. Anything else?"

small talk. He

dial tone

he didn't feel like playing with

night, Clara dragged him

night market. They

so

that Clara

all. She ended up calling

to

the pile of plushies nearly covered Max