Love's New Bloom by Simone Hastings

Chapter 127

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Chapter 127 Couldn’t Help Myself

Erin was flabbergasted and immediately hung up. Her heart raced as if several hundred deer were trampling away inside her chest. She wasn’t sure who Chandler’s words were directed at.

Right then, Chandler, who had just arrived at the door of Erin’s hotel room, redialed the number from earlier.

Sitting beside the phone, Erin’s heart palpitated when it suddenly rang. She hesitated for a moment but didn’t dare to answer. She guessed that it was probably a call from Chandler.

But she didn’t know what to say to him. Although she really wanted to say the words that weighed on her heart, she felt that she no longer had the right to say them…

“Chandler, I really miss you. Are you doing well?” Erin uttered the words soundlessly.

Tears welled up in her eyes. The unspoken longing was like the air, it was all around her and something she couldn’t escape from. She felt like wallowing in self–pity for a while. But that annoying telephone kept ringing incessantly. With a start, she realized that it might be

Roman calling her for something.

Erin immediately picked up the phone. Before she could say anything. Chandler, suppressing his temper, growled into the phone, “Erin, open the door quickly!”

She hesitantly asked, “Where are you?”

He let out a sigh. “Where do you think I am? Take a wild guess.”

Erin immediately threw the scorching phone receiver aside. Barefooted, she hurriedly walked to the door, and through the peephole, she

hat, sunglasses, and a leather mask

black eyes glanced back at the peephole, and Erin’s fragile heart felt as if it had been pierced by

was right at her door. Erin’s hand moved to open the door before her rationality could catch up. As the door opened, she noticed Chandler had a guitar strapped to his shoulder. His tall and prominent figure made

the middle of the doorway.

closed the door, and fastened the safety chain. Erin, still wearing her outfit from the day and with traces of tears

“Why

took off his clothes and tossed them onto the

are you stupid? It’s so hot, and you didn’t even think

vision, and memories of their past intimate activities flashed through her

turned to look

somehow. “What’s wrong? What do you mean what’s wrong? Why did

of helplessness flitted across Chandler’s exquisitely perfect face as he

her, without waiting for her to step back, he forcefully pulled her waist toward him with one hand and lifted her chin with the

those things. But now, he was right in front of

that raced through her mind. She wanted to kiss

thoughts seemed to be laid bare before him. Chandler spun her around

whispered, “Do you want me?”

for him and gritted her teeth to keep herself from saying it

you like crazy all this

her eyes and struggled. “I don’t want

snorted. “Saying one thing and

by her arm, leading her toward the bathroom. Erin’s mind tried its best to process the intense conflicting choices. By the time she realized it, she was already

didn’t like Chandler so much, how could the impulsive devil completely take control

night, was breathtakingly peaceful and

later, he closed his eyes

the day was barely breaking, Erin woke up to Chandler’s gentle kisses raining down on her. As she stirred. she

her at long last, and she felt the urgent need to put on some clothes. However, her waist was held by a

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