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 he

and now he's the one cooking for me. Isn't that a bit

breakfast is on me."

Chandler laid down his fork as

anticipated her next line.

our home, that's not

""Our home?"

Meryl's heart skipped.

words sent a shiver of warmth

the still waters of

really have a

said, pushing the plate of meatballs toward her. His movement was casual yet confident. "I don't want you to be too thin." Meryl bit her lip and nodded,

was indeed too thin-standing at 5.6 feet,

eating, she instinctively started to clear the

to bother with that. A maid

I

some meat on those bones," Chandler

a thought struck her like a lightning

still don't know

hist coat as he fastened

around her wrist as if he

was happening, their fingers intertwined,

to meet his,

on his face.

"Chandler Aniston, your husband."

her