Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 789

Norman pressed his foot to the gas, his expression cooling just a little.

"Yeah, Mitch knows. Big brother asked me to keep an eye on you, make sure you don't pull anything stupid. In a month, Dylan's heading to North America, and you're going back too. So just keep your head down for the next month, okay? No trouble."

"Got it."

Charles hung up, and a few minutes later, rolled up to Palm Bay.

Clara was already at the front door of the main house, unlocking it with her fingerprint. She slipped off her shoes at the entry, moving with practiced ease- just as Dylan came down the stairs.

He was dressed in a dark suit. When he saw her, he paused for a second or two, then dropped his gaze and headed for the couch.

Clara had just been through a brush with death, but she still looked as calm as

ever.

After changing her shoes, she walked over to him. "Hey, I've been meaning to ask -how's your leg? You haven't used the wheelchair in days. Does it still hurt?"

"It's fine."

His voice was quiet and even. He looked at her, saw that she was drenched, and automatically reached for a tissue, as if to help dry her off.

But honestly, she was soaked through.

Clara glanced back at the wet footprints she'd left. "I'm gonna go upstairs and change. Have you had breakfast yet? If not, I'll come down and make you something."

She zipped up the stairs, quick as a bird coming home.

for a moment, watching her go, then slowly put

to come back since Dylan woke up,

and came back down. Dylan was still on

spotted her and looked a little

what they were thinking-that she and

you and

them had been home

a breath, forcing a smile. "No, it's

handle his meals from now

course. If you need anything,

wanting to whip up a quick

bet

felt eyes on her. She turned-and there was Dylan, standing in the doorway, s face

he asked, almost too

was kind of funny. She remembered how Charles had tried to help

set the

was about to say no, but

I'll

he's in here

hold

brush his face...

So she grinned. "Sure."

slid

kitchen was big, but with him there, every