You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

She must have forgotten how she had thrown them into the trash bin. "Oh, thanks." Joyce gladly took her shoes.

They were so new, and fortunately they were not lost.

"Uh, since there was nothing special last night, I won't bother you." She looked up and smiled reluctantly. She had been so embarrassed today. When she turned around, she suddenly remembered something and turned back to him, "By the way, I'm not staying in the hotel from today, and I'm moving. If you have something to do, I'll see you back at the office.”

Luther returned a simple "hmm" and said nothing more.

Joyce turned around suspiciously and walked back to her room.

Why did she feel that there was something wrong with it? Judging from his expression, she felt as if he was very calm last night, and he did not say anything even when she just told him that she was moving out today.

She thought that he would ask her where she was going, yet he didn't. Hell, things were really weird, with both of them.

She shook her head, unable to sort out her thoughts.

Forget it. No matter what, she should just move to the new apartment first.

When she left, Luther closed the door to his room. He had wanted to go out to see how she was just now, and since she was awake and all right, he was relieved.

When he thought of last night...

the urge that he had barely managed

each other

him and he

last minute, he

to control himself. This time, he was

he let her go,

a blanket and returned to the sports car to retrieve her mink shawl

sobriety pills. He opened the door to her room

he returned to his

to put on

fed the sobriety

even when she was asleep, and she wouldn't open her mouth to take the

to take it himself and

soft lips, and her taste

end, it was impossible to tell if he was feeding the medicine or tasting

they finally took all the

lost

that he would be losing control, and he carried her back to her room, and cleaned everything up as if nothing had happened. Then, he rushed back to his room