You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

“Let's go to the car and get the gun now." Joyce immediately stood up from his arms.

"Now?" His handsome eyes widened in surprise.

"Right, now. Let's go." She yanked him up off the top of the couch altogether and dragged him toward the door.

Luther asked as he walked away, "Why do you suddenly want that gun?"

He thought that she was deliberately testing him with this pistol. "These two days I read some self-published reports. I think the pistol is very interesting so I want one. Maybe I can learn to shoot later, for self- defense of course.” Joyce deliberately said.

Luther, "..."

The implication of her words was that she had no intention of admitting that she was Joyce.

So should he, or should he not, confess?

He was starting to get torn up inside.

came to the underground garage, he pressed the remote control and the car door opened

the password for

compartment jumped out and inside lay a cool pink lady's

you introduce a bit for me?" Joyce took the pistol out and weighed

loved this pistol so much that the last time she saw it, she had wanted to get it back. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

use. She never found a pistol

knew

nothing to be

what she

her with a gloomy face. Was this a

understand what

only thing for sure was that she definitely had been suspicious. He introduced it stiffly, "It's a Witness Paffner, 380acp

were all told to him by

"Wow, that sounds cool.”

hand, and gently stroked it, and after four years, she still