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.

for

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

and glanced around at her

very focused on their screens, pretending not to

took a step back, not even trying to hide her impatience. "Whatever you

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

Her employees were all pretending to work, but everyone was

here? What

really was about the two of

back and, once he was inside, shut the office door. "I have a meeting in

a sleek, fitted suit today-her waist looked especially slim, and he definitely noticed. He smiled a little, then moved around to stand

miss a beat. She spun her chair

"What do you want?"

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

together. Isn't it a bit much to

put space between them, but the office

he'd finally