Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After Prison

Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After...

Chapter 31 Same Last Name

Chandler's deep, resonant voice broke through the quiet. "Are you awake?"

Meryl paused for a heartbeat, took a steadying breath, and walked over to open the door.

When she did, she was met with the striking face of the man standing before her.

Chandler was dressed sharply in a classic white shirt and black slacks, his bowtie adding an air of elegance that took. her breath away.

He looked like he had stepped right out of a glossy magazine.

Their eyes locked, and Chandler swallowed, his gaze lingering on Meryl's red lips. "Come out for breakfast."

Meryl instinctively lowered her gaze, thinking, "He seems completely unfazed.

So, he must not remember... our kiss last night?

True, how many people actually remember their drunken. escapades?"

A wave of relief washed over her as she followed Chandler

into the dining area.

The breakfast laid out was nothing fancy-a simple plate

of spaghetti with eggs-but somehow, even the way he ate seemed to elevate the meal to a fine dining experience.

the house, so

up later than him, and now he's the one cooking for me. Isn't that a bit presumptuous?" "Um..." Meryl hesitated, looking up at him. "From

breakfast is on me."

her words, Chandler laid down his

anticipated her next line.

our home,

""Our home?"

Meryl's heart skipped.

shiver of

breeze stirring the still waters of

really have a place to call

of meatballs toward her. His movement was casual yet confident. "I don't

indeed too thin-standing at 5.6 feet, she barely weighed 100

eating, she instinctively started to clear the

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struck her like

still don't know

of hist coat as he fastened the last one before turning

large hand wrapping around her wrist as if he meant to pull

could process what was happening, their

eyes to meet his,

on his face.

"Chandler Aniston, your husband."

struck her like