Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 783

Clara waited for him to finish eating before she picked up the insulated lunch box, ready to head out. She was almost at the door when he spoke up.

"You..."

He was always quick and to the point with everyone else, just issuing orders. But with Clara, it was like he had to pause, gather his thoughts, and even then, he never seemed to know what to say.

She waited, counting out ten seconds in her head. Nothing. So she took a guess. "You have an event tonight, right? No need for me to bring dinner?"

He hesitated, something flickering in his eyes. "Yeah." Then, as if realizing how cold that sounded, he added, "Can't get out of it."

Clara gave him a small smile. "Okay. I'll see you tomorrow morning, then-right on time."

And with that, she opened the office door and slipped out.

Dylan stared at the keyboard in front of him. Lately, he felt like his emotions had been dialed down to zero-nothing really grabbed his attention; everything around him felt washed-out and gray. Work was the only thing that mattered.

on. The dullness

didn't have to ask himself who she was. He'd just gotten used to waiting

straight through until six, when

But now Rai was

night, the old house was

eyes were on him. Some people looked relieved

old man had pulled, but somehow, he'd

with his ever-kind face, saw Dylan and visibly

over slowly. Now that he was out of

satisfied, and clapped him on the

had happened before, didn't remember much, but there was no

you've been fine for a while? Why'd you keep

still