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

and every word he

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

you who shoots, I willingly suffer death

let go, bit

words eventually fade

he held her neck firmly and

was a pistol, but it was

or perhaps because of something else. She put down the gun in her hand, knowing that she had turned off the safety, and

long as it was her shooting, he would willingly

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

hanging down, and the pistol

her body

deeper

he never wanted to let go of her, and he just wanted to melt her

did not know how much time

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