Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 745

Chapter 745

The woman's lips twitched. Usually, lines like that were just clumsy pick-up

attempts—she'd been around long enough to know the type. But this reply? It was

a first.

Is this guy for real?

She sucked in a breath and walked away, her expression stormy.

Jackson, who'd watched the whole scene unfold, had to fight the urge to clap.

Nicholas still hadn't looked up from his phone, totally oblivious to Jackson sliding onto the barstool beside him.

"You've got guts," Jackson said, grinning. "That girl was obviously interested, and you just shut her down like it was nothing."

Nicholas barely glanced up, his mood already sour. "Scarlette's ignoring my calls. Maybe she's off with Morgan again. Lately, it feels like her job's more important than anything else, including me."

Jackson flagged down the bartender and ordered a drink, half-listening to Nicholas's rant about Scarlette. For some reason, his mind drifted to Kaitlyn.

were pathetic, so

was that she'd left him alone, too. No calls. No texts. Not even a hint of checking

still left

up in each other that she'd forgotten all about

stared into his drink, frustration simmering. He was about to say something when he glanced

the room, chatting with some guy, laughing at something

glass. His jaw clenched as he stood

up at the guy, asking, "Is it cool if

she'd cornered had that fresh-faced, clean-cut look-definitely the type

or Seth for weeks, so she'd spent every free moment scouting for new talent. She'd hit up every party, every event, hoping to find someone decent-and tonight, finally, she'd

eyes,

crowd. He reached out to take

grab it, someone else's long fingers

frowned, following the hand up

I thought you and your husband were still in the honeymoon

eyes flicked over the young guy, cool

stammered a quick

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