Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After Prison

Chapter 34 Next Time

She was so slender that he could almost wrap his hand around her waist with just one palm.

This petite figure probably wouldn't withstand much of hist teasing.

Chandler's warm breath brushed against hor nock from behind, sending a shiver down Meryl's spine.

Her heart raced wildly in response, caught off guard by the sudden rush of sensations. His deep, husky voice whispered in her ear, mingling with the intoxicating scent of his masculinity. and the gentle floral fragrance wafting from the balcony. Meryl felt a bit lightheaded, unsure whether it was the half. glass of rod wine she'd sipped during dinner or the way his lips formed words that seemed to wrap around her like at warm embraco. "Meryl, happy marriago."

Her eyelashes fluttered, and heat flooded her cheeks ast memories of their kiss from the provious night surged back unbiddon.

They had been this close then, too.

Her fingers instinctively curled as she licked her lips, responding softly, "Mr. Aniston, same to you."

Her heart thudded steadily, each beat echoing the fireworks. bursting above them.

Chandler's fingers intertwined with hers from behind.

This embrace was dangerously intoxicating.

Meryl could feel the rise and fall of his chest against her back, his warmth enveloping her completely.

"Mr. Aniston?" Chandler echoed, a hint of dissatisfaction. lacing his tone.

turned her head slightly,

smile appeared

shoulder as he

call me 'hubby," Chandler said, his voice

cheeks into a fiery blush: She

flustered expression deepened Chandler's

He gently grasped the back of her neck, tilting her chin up

distance for a kiss when, out of nowhere, his phone rang, shattering the moment. Frowning, he answered

felt an unexpected wave of relief wash over her. She thought, "It

shut her eyes tightly, her heart

ear, seemed to have urgent business to attend to, and he stepped into the study, leaving her alone

emerged, only to find Chandler still

on the bed, her mind wandered back to her conversation with Anne earlier

Anne's number; but to her surprise, a

Where's Anne?" Meryl

Anne's husband but knew this wasn't

background noise was loud, with

thought, "Is Anne at a

"Are you a friend of this lady? She's had

you come pick

raced, and she

can you give

to the door but then remembered Chandler was still