You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Huh. Feed you?!"

Joyce simply wanted to pick up the glass in her hand and smash it hard at his handsome face.

They were now at home and it would take time to clean it up if it got dirty, and Anderson was around, so she didn't want to make it look bad. Suddenly, he reached out and yanked her hard.

She lost her balance and fell directly into his arms.

Before she landed in his embrace, his arms passed around her waist and wrapped tightly around her.

She clutched the glass in her hand tightly and didn't dare to make a sound, because she was afraid to startle Anderson, who was playing a game beside her. Just now she had almost accidentally knocked it all over.

She tried to move his hand away, but she was locked up by the hand firmly and could hardly move at all.

She turned back at him with a deadly glare.

“You fed me." He was now like a complete scoundrel, “Last night, when you were drunk, it was also me who fed you the sober pills."

She froze. Last night? She took sober pills?

After she heard what he said, she finally got a little bit of the scattered memories about last night back. Indeed, she took something very bitter, and she could hardly bear it. No wonder when she got up in the morning, there was still a residual bitterness in her mouth.

She thought it was the aftertaste of the red wine, but it turned out to be the sober pills.

"So you can remember it now?" He looked at her with amusement in his eyes.

"Mommy, did you drink yesterday?" Anderson suddenly looked up and asked. In fact, he had heard it when they were talking at the door earlier, but only now did he ask.

"Ah, I drank a little. Anderson, you play the game first." Joyce whipped her head around and didn’t want to talk more about it with him.

Luther raised an eyebrow, "A little?"

Joyce hurriedly shoved the glass to his thin lips, stopping him from continuing to speak, "I'm feeding you now. Drink it." She lifted the glass and the brown liquid was almost poured into his mouth.

Luther almost choked on her rough moves.

He took her hand and held it steady, and he finished the entire glass soon.

sultry expression, “That's not how I fed you last night, and you were too

did you feed me?" Joyce froze and subconsciously

he feed

I supposed to feed you?" He reclined against the sofa, supported his forehead with one

in her head, and her

she heard him, she seemed to think of

remember the warm and soft feeling. Last night she

little by little, though they were

was enough to

kissed him last night? Later, did

farce in the hall, she had made

over. What had she

said to her very seriously, "Mommy, no

reassured Anderson and gently touched the back of his head. Anderson glanced at Luther's hand on Mommy's waist as he sagely slid off the top of the couch and said, "I'm going to my room to play

saying that, he ran inside the room

This little boy was simply too good

"Remember now?" Luther pursued.

glaring at him. She was not going to

"Huh."

must have remembered something even though she would not admit it. "Get up and finish your medicine. It's time for you to go back to your own apartment.” Joyce stood up and said

Luther lay down completely instead. He wrapped himself tightly in a blanket, lay down on

don't pretend. Get

he didn't

someone who

repeatedly called him several times for a

stand it anymore and went up and turned him over with

Then, she froze.

arc, and his cheeks, because of the heat, were tinged with red, which then set up his skin which was more delicate than that of a woman. His sexy lips, at this moment, was

of his even breathing came and his chest also rose and

was, surprisingly,

do anything about him. In the past, she did not know that

she could no

and his temperature was still high. He had just drunk

a quilt for him