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.

this is what it's like to take advantage

she was

picking up right where it left

up, "Why not just get rid of him? Can you believe he'd treat you like

was four years older than she

seemed to consider it for a second, then

a dog bite

dog wasn't giving up that

the couch to get some water. She clutched the glass, downed three big gulps of cold water, and only

massaged her temples and looked around,

Palm Bay?

in the hallway as a housekeeper came downstairs. When she saw Clara, her voice was

"Ma'am, can't sleep?"

her glass

still in her system, making her head fuzzy

Palm Bay,

bouncing between random

memories and confusion?

lights and immediately noticed how

She hurried off and came back with some

feeling alright? Maybe take these. I'll

"No, it's fine."

moment, Clara's eyes cleared, but then they turned

call him. He's

but after Clara went upstairs, she quietly called Dylan

Dylan was still at

for a

with his

o'clock

out the last of the plans and the old house was already getting decorated. The party was in two days, and

back to Palm Bay,

phone rang, his laptop screen

answered, and the housekeeper's anxious voice came

Ferguson

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