You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Mr. Warner, I haven't washed up yet. Perhaps I should go washing up before I talk to you. I'm hanging up now if you don't have other things to say.” Joyce bristled.

"Don't hang up. Why?" Luther eyes are smiling, "I think you look great now. Your hair is fluffy and loose, and it makes you look very casual, and you sleepy eyes and puffed cheeks look cute."

Joyce, "..."

"Unfortunately, I can only see you through the screen. I want to pinch your cheeks so badly." He looked at the screen, stretched out two fingers and made a pinching motion.

Joyce, “..."

She frowned. Perhaps he would say it looked good no matter what a mess her face had been. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

By this time, she was fully awake.

She noticed the background behind Luther... The familiar surroundings, the familiar furniture, the familiar furnishings.

To her surprise, was it ... Eden Apartment?!

"Where are you?" Joyce asked, subconsciously.

Luther then looked around him, "My home. I got home barely before dawn and I contact you after I

home? Indeed, she rented Eden Apartment four years ago, and after that Luther bought the apartment

was he living

could have lived in the Warner residence, or in his super

was he living in a tiny one-bedroom

direction of the camera. He pointed his phone at the apartment

the room, where

bed, holding her phone with both hands and staring at the

same as it was

just the

Nothing had changed.

shelves as if she

even noticed it, her eyes were

Can you keep your phone steady? I almost feel dizzy just looking at the

tenderness-filled handsome face, and

at first, but when she heard him, she found her

the camera was shaking and making him dizzy. She let out