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 professional

enjoyed yourself last night, didn’t

enjoy anything!” Liquid courage made Erin want to swear

and his tone instantly became icy. “I don’t like

like she couldn’t care less. “Who the hell do you think you are, bossing me around like this?

and

paid you, didn’t I? Stop harassing me, and give me the photos you took of me!” Her words made Chandler laugh.

up like 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 of alcohol on you disgusts me. I’ll give you ten minutes to clean yourself up.” He strode

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 lips, and he held a glass of whiskey

short

you have

“I’m satisfying my needs.”

then.” He immediately hung up, unable to imagine Chandler with a woman. Was he still as cold and robotic as usual? He shuddered at the

in the bathroom. He’d run out of patience and headed to the bathroom to personally drag her

bathtub. Then, he grabbed the showerhead and sprayed her with warm water. This quickly woke her 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, she burst into aggrieved tears. “What do you want from me? Why are you

tears drove all thoughts of sex out of Chandler’s mind; 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. Then, he started getting dressed. It seemed he wouldn’t be getting any tonight. Five minutes later, a neatly attired Chandler looked down at Erin, who had fallen asleep again. He had no idea what to do for the first time in

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