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, their eyes locking. "Then...

smile appeared on Chandler's

his hand brushing over her shoulder as he turned her to face him

me 'hubby," Chandler said, his

words sent Meryl's cheeks into a fiery blush: She bit her

flustered expression deepened

clung to her, alluring him further. He gently grasped the back of her neck, tilting her chin up

closer, Chandler was just about to bridge the distance for a kiss when, out

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

shut her eyes tightly, her heart

to attend to, and he stepped into the study, leaving her alone on

Meryl emerged,

bed, her mind wandered back to her

she dialed Anne's number; but to

is this? Where's Anne?" Meryl asked,

Anne's husband but knew this

loud, with music blaring in

"Is Anne at a

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

you come pick her

raced, and she quickly

you give me the

she rushed to the door but then remembered Chandler