Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 745

The woman’s lips twitched. Usually, lines like that were just clumsy pick-up attempts—she’d been around long enough to know the type. But this reply? It was a first.

Is this guy for real?

She sucked in a breath and walked away, her expression stormy.

Jackson, who’d watched the whole scene unfold, had to fight the urge to clap.

Nicholas still hadn’t looked up from his phone, totally oblivious to Jackson sliding onto the barstool beside him.

“You’ve got guts,” Jackson said, grinning. “That girl was obviously interested, and you just shut her down like it was nothing.”

Nicholas barely glanced up, his mood already sour. “Scarlette’s ignoring my calls. Maybe she’s off with Morgan again. Lately, it feels like her job’s more important than anything else, including me.”

Jackson flagged down the bartender and ordered a drink, half-listening to Nicholas’s rant about Scarlette. For some reason, his mind drifted to Kaitlyn.

He’d always thought people who couldn’t let go were pathetic, so when Kaitlyn ended things, he’d left her alone.

What stung was that she’d left him alone, too. No calls. No texts. Not even a hint of checking up on him.

He’d expected it, but it still left a bitter taste in his mouth.

And now she was married. Maybe she and her husband were so wrapped up in each other that she’d forgotten all about her little affair with Jackson.

Jackson stared into his drink, frustration simmering. He was about to say something when he glanced up—and there she was.

Kaitlyn was across the room, chatting with some guy, laughing at something he said.

Jackson’s grip tightened around his glass. His jaw clenched as he stood and walked over.

Kaitlyn hadn’t noticed him yet. She was still looking up at the guy, asking, “Is it cool if I get your number?”

The man she’d cornered had that fresh-faced, clean-cut look—definitely the type girls went for.

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