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.

her head slightly, their eyes locking. "Then...

smile appeared on Chandler's

brushing over her shoulder as he turned her to face

prefer you call me 'hubby," Chandler said, his voice low and

cheeks into a fiery blush:

flustered expression

He gently grasped the back of

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

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

shut her eyes tightly, her

to his ear, seemed to have urgent business to attend to, and he stepped into the

shower, Meryl emerged, only

mind wandered back to her conversation with Anne earlier that

but

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

but knew this wasn't

loud, with music

Anne at a

polite voice confirmed her suspicions. "Are you a friend of this lady? She's had

come pick

she quickly threw on some

give me the

door but then remembered Chandler was