You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Otis surveyed Joyce's gorgeous face at the moment as he took a box of cigars out of his pocket and pulled one out.

Eugene caught a glimpse of it and immediately stepped forward to light the cigar for him.

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The little scarlet flame jumped between Otis’ fingers.

He closed his eyes and took a sharp breath.

He looked pretty satisfied.

The lingering smoke was exhaled slowly from his mouth, and eventually, he blew a wisp of smoke towards Joyce.

subconsciously averted her face. The smell of the cigar was too strong, she "coughed" twice and was almost choked by the smoke.

smile was even

felt a chill down her spine. What did he

dinner party? Have you found out who did it?" He took another puff of his cigar

big deal really. The problem had been solved, and no need for Mr. Robertson to worry about it." Joyce

There was no need to get more people

A hint

language.” Joyce frowned. His woman?

who had been sitting on the couch, suddenly stood up at that moment and walked over to her.

about trying my flavor?" He wickedly moved closer to her and puffed a cloud of

of the smoke made her extremely uncomfortable.

took the cigar from his hand and pressed it directly into the ashtray, twisting it a few times until the flame went out. She replied also with a pun, "Mr. Robertson, if you keep playing with fire like

first transgression of the night. "Ms. Knowles, you're not giving me face. You don't even have a glass of wine and you are leaving already.” Otis pointed to the glass of red wine on the table. She had