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

smirked. “You enjoyed yourself last night, didn’t

the fuck? I didn’t enjoy anything!” Liquid

frowned, and his tone instantly became icy. “I don’t like it when

you think you are, bossing me

interest in chatting. He glanced at her and

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

she weighed nothing and made a beeline for the bathroom. Then, he dumped her on the thick carpet and glanced at her arrogantly. “The stench

being flung onto the floor, and the dizziness made her nauseous. Her stomach roiled as she crawled over to the toilet and puked her guts out. On the other 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.

answer was short

you have that

“I’m satisfying my needs.”

imagine Chandler with a woman. Was he still as cold and robotic as usual? He shuddered at the

a few emails after the phone call. 20 minutes had passed when he was done, 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 leaning against the toilet…and she was

up, but she could barely keep her eyes open through her drunken haze and was out of strength. When she saw Chandler spraying water in her face,

they irritated and infuriated him. He lugged her out of the bathtub, dried her perfunctorily, and wrapped her up in a bathrobe before throwing her onto the bed.

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