Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 769

Chapter 769

Clara jolted awake, her heart pounding as she sat up in bed, gulping in air.

She glanced over at the other side of the big bed-he was still fast asleep, peaceful as ever.

The window had been left open, and the night breeze kept making the curtains billow and float, filling the room with restless shadows.

She slipped out of bed, thinking a little fresh air might help clear her head. But the moment her feet touched the floor, she heard his voice behind her. "Can't sleep?"

The lamp on his nightstand was still glowing. He was awake now, eyes open and watching her.

She nodded. "Yeah."

Clara slid open the balcony door and stepped outside. The night air was cool, brushing against her bare skin. She leaned against the railing, trying to steady herself. Maybe that dream had been triggered by his goodnight kiss-she still felt a little shaken.

Dylan showed up in the doorway, his robe loosely wrapped around him. "Nightmare?"

fingers wrapping tight around the railing. "No, I'm fine," she said, though her voice

and didn't come any closer, just stayed by the door, giving her

was stronger out here, a little

paused, then quietly slipped off his robe and draped it over her shoulders before stepping back to

clung to the cold metal railing, trying to

"Earlier tonight, when

to find the right words. Part of her knew Dylan liked her, and bringing up another guy felt unfair. But she couldn't keep

that's not a great word for a guy, but it fits him. He was the kind of person you just couldn't stay mad at. I'd try to be tough, tell

up, a

lips.

was strange,

something. But it never bothered me. I think it was that feeling of connection, like our souls just clicked. With him, I could relax, let my guard down. Even the parts of mel usually hide felt safe

down at the garden, the

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