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.

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

face went cold. She tried to shut the door, but he slid his hand in to block it, like he was

let it go and glanced around at

looked very focused on their screens, pretending not to notice a

to hide

she'd conveniently lined up. She'd honestly thought that would be the end of

Her employees were all pretending to work,

grinned. "You sure you want to talk here? What if someone

it really was about

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

especially slim,

She spun her chair to face him

"What do you want?"

on either side of the chair,

never met anyone so ruthless. We literally slept together. Isn't it

space between them, but the office was small and there wasn't

thought once he knew she was married, he'd finally