Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 843

She didn't bother saying anything else she just ordered a few more desserts and, when the delivery arrived, handed everything over to Clara.

"Take these back to Mr. Dylan. This bakery doesn't even sell to the public-I'm friends with the owner. She only agreed to send them because she knows my address. She bakes for fun, that's it."

Clara's eyes lit up as she took in the pretty, perfectly packaged sweets. "Thank you."

She grabbed the treats, headed for her car, then paused and turned back. "If you hear anything about those two, let me know, okay?"

Kaitlyn just waved her off.

Once Clara was gone, Kaitlyn finally looked over her shoulder-someone had been quietly sitting there the whole time.

"Jackson, what's got you in such a good mood today?"

Jackson stood, playing innocent. "Kaitlyn. What a coincidence."

She almost rolled her eyes. Coincidence, right. This was her studio-he definitely hadn't just wandered in by accident.

stood up and made straight for her private office. Jackson followed

slid his hand in to block it, like

let it go and glanced around at her

looked very focused on their screens, pretending not to

not even trying to hide her impatience. "Whatever you

she'd dragged him to meet the husband she'd conveniently lined up. She'd honestly thought that would be the end of it, but here he

around. Her employees were all pretending to work, but everyone

want to talk here? What if someone overhears? Won't your darling

about the two

he was inside, shut the office door. "I have a meeting in ten minutes, Jackson. Whatever you have to say, get to

looked especially slim, and

beat. She spun her chair to face him

"What do you want?"

could react, Jackson put his hands on either side of the chair, boxing her

together. Isn't it

to put space between them, but

knew she was married, he'd finally give