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.

blanket is way too comfy, she thought as

but he was barely hanging on.

over Clara, and

himself.

in the next morning, he

sprawled everywhere, sound asleep.

afternoon by the time Charles finally woke up. The room

hurried downstairs and saw a plate of food waiting

she was playing with

his stomach growled loudly. He wolfed

pushed open the

rang. It was

find her

Charles was yanked

didn't answer, so Richard pressed, "Are you actually reliable

dogs supposed to be able

shut the glass door,

the sounds of Clara

still

days, right? It's only been

What's the rush?"

didn't know Charles well, but he knew he only answered to

sent Charles to handle things,

"Day after tomorrow. You bring

Charles' face went cold.

keep your

"Fine. Anything else?"

small talk. He just hung

the dial tone before finally setting his

feel like playing with Max

Clara dragged

market. They hit every

up so many

Clara

ended up calling

to get

pile of plushies nearly covered