You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Hmm. Not much, a little." Joyce threw herself into Luther's arms.

She staggered and tried to get up.

However, she could feel no strength in her feet, and how strong the alcohol must be?

"A little?" Luther's handsome eyebrows tangled in annoyance, "Otis forced you to drink?"

She smelt just like alcohol, and it was by no means just a little?

This woman...

She had just been constantly making troubles. What a troublemaker! He took the mink shawl in her hand as well as her handbag, put an arm around her bare shoulders, and helped her towards the car. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He looked around, and luckily no one was there. He didn't want anyone to see her now.

Her cheeks flushed, and the bewilderment in her eyes even further added to her sexiness. He simply could not take his eyes off the woman.

passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. Finally he got into the main driver's seat,

limbs, Joyce felt her head was hot, her body was numb, and her mind

collar to get some cool air in, and the cool feeling made her give a low sigh in comfort. When he was driving, Luther caught a glance at the scenery below

around.” He said,

white arm was smoothly put on his shoulder and hooked his neck, and she climbed over

How could he even drive when she

I'm driving!" He felt helpless and he couldn't bear

your forehead.” Joyce narrowed her eyes and stared

Luther gulp

must be

she felt hot for him

simply had worn

He was speechless.

get so crazy when she

of Spade A and then she was more than just drunk. She slapped him on his cheek! And he

his clothes, leaving him

she said and took off his suit jacket