You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Her brain paused for a moment as bits and pieces of memory came up. Although incomplete, the fragments lingered her the mind. She remembered herself wrapping around him like a snake, and demanding constantly, with no manners at all.

She must be crazy, just crazy.

She finally knew why she had even lost her voice.

Her cheeks instantly burned up and she wanted to find a hole in the ground. Even if she was drugged, how could she lose her sanity and look like a slut, she was simply so embarrassed.

As he watched, he buttoned her dress and was about to help her put on her socks.

She hastily stopped it, “I'll wear it myself."

"I'l do it." Luther insisted in a cold voice.

His slender long fingers brushed her soft white toes. Her feet were beautiful, slender yet firm. He loved it.

and she tried to pull her foot back, but he held it firmly and wouldn't budge. After all the clothes were

took the "Wheel of Fortune" necklace

magnetic voice rang in her ears. Joyce's eyes lit up abruptly with surprise, "This necklace, I hung it on a branch by the creek. I was hoping someone would know where I was going,

her; maybe this really was their destiny. Destined for him to find her, destined

finally, was

golden sunrise enveloped their

around her neck were intertwined. At this moment, her face was more dazzling than the sun, and the morning breeze blew her fresh and clean hair, wisps of which swirled with the wind, adding to

his eyes

ignited. He could not wait to ... He wanted to

be a burst of shouting, and the commotion was

Luther stood up and reached out

realized that her legs were sore and numb as if they were not

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