Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 692

Chapter 692

Clara's chest rose and fell with frustration as she turned to leave, only to hear him call out behind her.

"Clara."

She stopped in her tracks, annoyance written all over her face.

"What is it?"

"I'll take responsibility for you. From now on—"

She cut him off before he could finish. "There is no 'from now on' for us."

He just nodded. "Alright."

He watched her walk away, echoing her words softly, then fell quiet.

It was just a dream, but Clara could feel her irritation smoldering, like there was a fire burning under her skin.

Take responsibility for what, exactly? she wondered.

The dream shifted, scenes fading back to that steamy, smoky pool-everything around her dreamy and blurred. She was breathless from his kiss, her eyes unfocused as she looked up at him.

"Do you know who I am?" he asked.

She nodded. "Yeah, I know."

He didn't seem convinced. "Really?"

She nodded again, more firmly this time. "Mhm."

He looked at her with a kind of tense restraint, like he was holding something

back, not sure if he should believe her.

"You really know I'm-"

She stopped his words with a kiss.

no clue what he was talking about. He just

to take

she was

the couch, her dream picking up right where it left off. She slapped him, her mood

get rid of him? Can you believe he'd treat you

was four years

consider it for a

it a dog bite and

wasn't

like sandpaper, so she scrambled off the couch to get some water. She clutched the glass, downed three big gulps of cold water, and only then did the burning in her throat ease

massaged her temples and looked

Palm Bay?

as a housekeeper came downstairs.

"Ma'am, can't sleep?"

her

whatever medicine was still in her system, making her head fuzzy again. She couldn't figure

at Palm Bay,

bouncing between random

memories and confusion?

housekeeper turned on the lights and immediately noticed how pale

off and came

take these. I'll call

"No, it's fine."

a moment, Clara's eyes cleared, but then

need to call him. He's probably

Clara went

night, Dylan was still

details for a

his team.

o'clock

already getting decorated. The party was in two days, and invitations had just gone out.

back to Palm Bay,

his phone rang, his laptop

the housekeeper's anxious voice

Ferguson doesn't seem

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