You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

His breath got intense, and his hot nostrils sprayed waves of heat on her face, her neck, and everywhere.

There wasn't much space inside the car, and now it seemed even more confined.

The air was getting thinner and thinner. As if there was not enough oxygen, they felt it difficult to breathe and their cheeks were getting hotter and hotter.

His handsome features were infinitely close to her. His slender fingers were unintentionally rubbing her neck, and his deep eyes seemed to have melted her heart. Her ears were red, and under the dim headlights, they glowed with a honey-like sheen.

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Her heartbeat, already beating wildly, thumped and cluttered.

She hated being flirted with by him like that, and her emotions were stirred up all over.

She frowned gently and raised the gun in her hand, pointing it at his chest.

"Stop, don't move. If you lean over again, I will..." She murmured softly, as if it were another kind of temptation.

And his lips were already touching hers.

chest, and he pressed his lips against hers, smiling lowly, “You

lips were rubbing together and every word he says seemed to go

out, took her hand with the gun, and held the pistol

as it's you who

let go,

words eventually fade

shrank back, he held her neck firmly

was a pistol, but it was as if it did

off, or perhaps because of something else. She put down the gun in her hand, knowing that she had turned off the safety, and she did not want to make such

was her shooting, he would

she felt a throbbing pain in her heart as she listened, and an

and the pistol slipped to the ground. Her

simply held her

deeper

let go of her, and

they did not know how much time had

up and let go. It was inappropriate to do such a thing