Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After Prison

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Meryl's hurriedly explained, "Anne was just joking, you shouldn't take her seriously. I... I..."

But her words faltered, caught in the whirlwind of emotions. swirling around her.

Just then, Chandler leaned in, capturing her lips with his in a sudden kiss.

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Meryl froze, her mind racing as Chandler's large hand cradled the back of her head, tilting her face up towards his.

The world around them faded into silence, the only sounds being the soft rustle of fabric and the faint echo of their quickening breaths. Chandler had indulged in a bit of white wine earlier, and the subtle scent lingered on his lips, intoxicating her

senses.

At that moment, Meryl instinctively closed her eyes, feeling a jolt of electricity coursing through her, even to her fingertips.

His rough fingers grazed her slender waist, settling on her back, sending shivers down her spine.

She felt small and delicate in his embrace, completely at his mercy, not daring to move.

Just as the heat between them intensified, Chandler's phone

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rang, cutting through the tension like a knife.

They pulled apart, foreheads touching, both breathing heavily, their hearts racing in unison.

and walked over to the table

mind racing back to the kiss they had just shared, her

Chandler returned, he was slipping on his clothes, his expression shifting from playful to

trip last minute. I might be

momentarily taken aback. She nodded, quickly gathering her thoughts and rushing to the bedroom to help him pack. She rifled through the closet, pulling out three tailored suits suited for different occasions, pairing them with ties that matched perfectly. After a moment's thought, she

effort she put into packing, he was

softened as he grasped her wrist,

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arms.

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while I'm gone, alright?" Meryl leaned against his chest, her voice barely above a whisper. "I wasn't

wait for me to come back. We

thought, "Is that what

Exploring together?"

she could dwell on it, his phone rang again, the urgency

him head out the door, feeling a mix of emotions as he

gone, she tiptoed back to her

way his lips felt against hers, the warmth of his body. She pulled the blanket over her, unable to resist the urge to slap

phone hadn't interrupted

body... he even

Oh, come on!

Chandler everyone talks about being so reserved and composed? When did he

because of me, or has he always been like

dancing in her

a magazine in hand, though he hadn't turned a single page in nearly

closed his eyes, thoughts drifting back to his earlier conversation with Dante