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.

what he was talking about. He just looked so

what it's like to

was drunk

her dream picking up right where it left

not just get rid of him? Can you believe

was four years

seemed to consider it for a second, then rubbed

it a dog bite and

this dog wasn't

staring at the ceiling before slowly sitting up. Her throat felt 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

temples and looked

Palm Bay?

as a housekeeper came downstairs. When she saw Clara, her

"Ma'am, can't sleep?"

slowly set her glass down.

was still in her system, making her head fuzzy

Palm

bouncing between random

memories and confusion?

on the lights and immediately noticed

and came back with

you feeling alright? Maybe take these. I'll call

"No, it's fine."

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

need to call him. He's

sighed, but after Clara went upstairs, she quietly called Dylan

was still

details for a big

his

o'clock

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

hadn't gone back to Palm Bay,

his phone rang, his laptop

the housekeeper's anxious voice

Ferguson doesn't seem

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