You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

She snatched the cup from his hand, looked up and took a few sips of water, just to douse the inexplicably restless fire in her heart.

Then she heaved the glass down on the table.

Only, when she tried to draw back her hand that was covering his lips, she found that he had a firm grip on her hand and refused to let go. His lips was like stuck to her hand.

He repeatedly kissed her palm lightly, rubbing his lips back and forth. The handsome face was covered by her palm, and she could see only a pair of beautiful eyes. The bottom of the eyes shone with a crystal hue, and they stared straight at her and her body was getting hotter and hotter, her face rose red.

“Let go. Otherwise, you will never be allowed to enter my house again.” Finally, she could not bear it any longer and gave a low rebuke.

He finally gave up and let go of her hand.

She hurriedly stood up from him to calm her jumbled heartbeat.

This damn man was just too good at flirting.

She reached up and repeatedly touched her cheek. Her hand was cold, but her face was hot.

be rather busy. You take care of yourself,

"Oh." she copped out.

never said

have nothing else important to do at the Capital. "Don't work overtime if you can,

still need to tell me that? He's my son.” She turned around and gave

my son ..." He blurted out, and then corrected himself, "I mean, I like Anderson a lot, and I feel very attached to him. I

Joyce, “..."

liked it, right? Raising

He suddenly stood up and walked over to her, looking more serious than just now, "You must remember,

or hear, or whatever misunderstanding you might have..."

me, and you must believe it's all

him in amazement, "What are you doing saying these strange things

“Trust me!" He repeated.

looked right into her soul. She felt stunned and her lips trembled slightly. She finally could not say

it."

he had