Love's New Bloom by Simone Hastings

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Drunken Resistance

When Erin entered the room, the smell of beer and kebabs on her made Chandler frown. “Did you go out for beer and kebabs in the middle of the night?”

She was angered by him questioning her and glared at him. “Give me your name or staff number!”

Chandler walked past her to the bar. Instead of getting any wine, he poured a glass of water. His actions were elegant and noble; even the simple act of drinking water made him seem sexy. “And why should I do that?” There was a trace of amusement in his eyes.

Erin kicked her heels off and stormed toward him. Her bravado faded a little when she realized how much shorter she was than him when barefoot. Then, she backed up a couple of steps and yelled, “I’m going to lodge a complaint against you!”

Chandler rarely had the patience for these things, but he couldn’t help feeling amused by her. He sat on the couch and sipped from his glass. “What’s there to complain about?”

not

yourself last

didn’t enjoy anything!” Liquid

icy. “I don’t like it

the hell do you think

glanced at her and said, “That’s enough. Go and shower; I only have

her stunned her. Then, she lost it. “What the fuck is wrong with you? I already paid you, didn’t I? Stop harassing me, and give me the photos you took of me!” Her words made Chandler laugh. It seemed he thought she was an idiot, and she stomped her foot angrily. “What are you

and made a beeline for the bathroom. Then, he dumped her on the thick carpet and glanced at her arrogantly. “The stench of alcohol on you disgusts me. I’ll give you ten minutes to clean

hand, Chandler had gone to the bedroom. He was on the phone with Sean, who asked, “Where are you? We’re playing poker at Logan’s. Are you joining us?” A cigarette dangled from his

short and

have that much

“I’m satisfying my needs.”

you go ahead, then.” He immediately hung up, unable to imagine Chandler with a woman. Was he still as cold and robotic as

yet Erin was still in the bathroom. He’d run out of patience and headed to the bathroom to personally drag her out of there. However, he stiffened the moment he pushed the door open—Erin had fallen asleep while

open through her drunken haze and was out of strength. When she saw Chandler spraying water in her face, she burst into aggrieved tears. “What do you want from me? Why are you torturing me like this? I’m already at the lowest

He lugged her out of the bathtub, dried her perfunctorily, and wrapped her up in a bathrobe before throwing her onto the bed. Then, he started getting dressed. It seemed he wouldn’t be getting any tonight. Five minutes later, a neatly attired Chandler looked down at

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