Love's New Bloom by Simone Hastings

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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

sunglasses, and a leather mask

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

much 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 him look like a

the middle of

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

whispered softly. “Why did you

against the wall, and casually walked into the bedroom. He took off his clothes and

hot, and you

entered her field of vision, and memories of their past intimate activities flashed through her mind.

suddenly turned to look at

“What’s wrong? What do you mean what’s wrong? Why did you come to find me? Have you

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

step back, he forcefully pulled her waist toward him with one hand and lifted her chin with the

could have held back and deceived her brain from thinking about those things. But now, he was right in front of her, holding her

by the dirty thoughts that raced through

him. Chandler spun her around by her waist and pressed her down.

he whispered, “Do you want me?”

suppressed her primal desire for him and gritted

I’ve missed you like

and struggled. “I

snorted. “Saying one

by her arm, leading her toward the bathroom. Erin’s mind tried its best to process the intense conflicting choices. By the

washed away her last trace of rationality. If she didn’t like Chandler so much, how could the

mischievously at the petite woman lying in his arms. Her sleeping face, exhausted from the night, was breathtakingly peaceful and beautiful. Her tender skin bore

eyes and fell

day was barely breaking, Erin woke up to Chandler’s gentle kisses raining down on her. As she stirred. she saw herself and him naked and entangled together. Images from last night

felt the urgent need to put on some clothes. However, her waist was