Love's New Bloom by Simone Hastings

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Chapter 127 Couldn’t Help Myself

Erin was flabbergasted and immediately hung up. Her heart raced as if several hundred deer were

trampling away inside her chest. She wasn’t sure who Chandler’s words were directed at.

Right then, Chandler, who had just arrived at the door of Erin’s hotel room, redialed the number from

earlier.

Sitting beside the phone, Erin’s heart palpitated when it suddenly rang. She hesitated for a moment but

didn’t dare to answer. She guessed that it was probably a call from Chandler.

But she didn’t know what to say to him. Although she really wanted to say the words that weighed on

her heart, she felt that she no longer had the right to say them…

“Chandler, I really miss you. Are you doing well?” Erin uttered the words soundlessly.

Tears welled up in her eyes. The unspoken longing was like the air, it was all around her and something

she couldn’t escape from. She felt like wallowing in self–pity for a while. But that annoying telephone

kept ringing incessantly. With a start, she realized that it might be

Roman calling her for something.

Erin immediately picked up the phone. Before she could say anything. Chandler, suppressing his

temper, growled into the phone, “Erin, open the door quickly!”

She hesitantly asked, “Where are you?”

He let out a sigh. “Where do you think I am? Take a wild guess.”

Erin immediately threw the scorching phone receiver aside. Barefooted, she hurriedly walked to the

door, and through the peephole, she

saw a man wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a leather mask standing there.

As if he knew what she was doing at that moment, Chandler suddenly took off his sunglasses. His cold

black eyes glanced back at the peephole, and Erin’s fragile heart felt as if it had been pierced by an

arrow!

The man she missed so much was right at her door. Erin’s hand moved to open the door before her

rationality could catch up. As the door opened, she noticed Chandler had a guitar strapped to his

shoulder. His tall and prominent figure made him look like a mountain standing

in the middle of the doorway.

Before he entered, he quickly glanced at the corridor, closed the door, and fastened the safety chain.

Erin, still wearing her outfit from the day and with traces of tears in her eyes, looked at the man in front

of her with an incredulous expression.

She whispered softly. “Why did you come?”

Chandler took off his mask, placed the guitar against the wall, and casually walked into the bedroom.

He took off his clothes and tossed them onto the sofa. Then, he picked up the remote control from the

desk and adjusted the air conditioning.

“Erin, are you stupid? It’s so hot, and you didn’t even think of lowering the temperature!”

Erin’s gaze couldn’t help but stick to his back. The outlines of the muscles on his back entered her field

of vision, and memories of their past intimate activities flashed through her mind. Her face turned as

red as a tomato involuntarily.

Hearing no response from Erin, Chandler suddenly turned to look at her. “What’s wrong with you?”

His nonchalant demeanor and lack of consideration ignited the fuse in Erin’s heart somehow. “What’s

wrong? What do you mean what’s wrong? Why did you come to find me? Have you conveniently

forgotten that you have a fiancée again!”

A trace of helplessness flitted across Chandler’s exquisitely perfect face as he walked toward her,

As he stood in front of her, without waiting for her to step back, he forcefully pulled her waist toward him

with one hand and lifted her chin with the other. “You don’t have to keep reminding me about that! I

know I have a fiancée.”

Erin’s tears burst forth like a dam. If he didn’t appear in front of her, she could have held back and

deceived her brain from thinking about those things. But now, he was right in front of her, holding her

tightly. The familiar scent on his body that was mingled with a hint of tobacco and the captivating

fragrance of expensive men’s cologne made Erin feel suffocated.

She was surprised by the dirty thoughts that raced through her mind. She wanted to kiss him so much!

All her hidden thoughts seemed to be laid bare before him. Chandler spun her around by her waist and

pressed her down. In a deep and

hoarse voice, he whispered, “Do you want me?”

Erin’s lace turned red. She suppressed her primal desire for him and gritted her teeth to keep herself

from saying it out loud.

“Erin, I’ve missed you like crazy all this time…”

Erin closed her eyes and struggled. “I don’t want you…”

Chandler coldly snorted. “Saying one thing and meaning another”

Suddenly, he stood up and forcefully pulled her up by her arm, leading her toward the bathroom. Erin’s

mind tried its best to process the intense conflicting choices. By the time she realized it, she was

already stark naked in Chandler’s embrace.

The warm water washed away her last trace of rationality. If she didn’t like Chandler so much, how

could the impulsive devil completely take control of her mind?

About two hours later, Chandler, still unsatisfled, looked mischievously at the petite woman lying in his

arms. Her sleeping face, exhausted from the night, was breathtakingly peaceful and beautiful. Her

tender skin bore a string of unique red marks left by him, and a strong possessive gaze flashed through

Chandler’s dark eyes.

Ten minutes later, he closed his eyes and fell asleep with her.