Chapter 174

Luckily, Arthur's grip on Clara's waist remained firm and unyielding. He acted as if the doorbell had never rung, intent on deepening the kiss.

Clara shoved at his chest just enough to steal a breath. "Someone's—"

His eyes darkened with desire. His hand slid upward on her waist, claiming her lips again.

"Ignore them." His voice was husky and achingly seductive.

The bell rang again, louder this tim