You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2016 What to do if you can't stand it?

Not long after Karl left, Joyce and Luther sat for a moment, during which Luther made a few phone calls.

Standing up, he walked to the nearby balcony and gave some instructions.

Upon returning to the couch, Luther noticed a hint of melancholy on Joyce's face. He sat beside her, wrapping her in his arms and asked, "I've noticed you've been uneasy these days. Are you still worried?" "No. It's just that I'm nervous about the wedding," Joyce confessed.

"Nervous?" Luther didn't understand. "Worried something will go wrong?"

"No, just nervous about the wedding, too many people are coming. I don't like crowds and having to entertain everyone. It's all too much," Joyce sighed, "That's why I didn't want a ceremony. Maybe I have a bit of social anxiety."

Luther was surprised. He never thought the fearless Joyce would be afraid of crowds and have social anxiety. She always preferred to be alone. Her only close friend used to be Juanita, and later Vicki, with no other close female friends.

"Just this once, and never again," Joyce grumbled, still unhappy about the wedding.

Luther's face darkened, "Of course, only once. Who else would you have a wedding with?"

Joyce looked at him and pushed him playfully, "What are you talking about? Stop being ridiculous."

Luther almost got pushed off the couch. This woman had become quite strong.

Seeing her exert so much force, Joyce quickly grabbed his arm to pull him back.

In the back and forth, Luther lost his balance and accidentally ended up pinning Joyce on the couch.

The position was suggestive.

her embrace, Luther couldn't bear to let go. They had been too busy these days, and to prevent any mishaps, they had been sleeping in separate rooms. It had

this, he

he kissed

the reception room. Someone could come in at any time. Karl might come back soon. What are you doing? Let go of me." "I know, just a little kiss. Nothing else.

finish, he kissed her

could only emit a muffled sound,

his shoulders to maintain a hint of reason, she let herself go. But he held back. If not for the untimely cough,

"Ahem."

cough interrupted

suit

here," he

hesitated between leaving and interrupting them.

more external stimuli to affect them. Joyce felt the pressure ease and quickly sat up. Compared to

they could have dripped blood, and she was sweating. Her

her buttons were still

Luther, discreetly smoothing her hair. She

mind. Let me see how 'vigorous'

darkened. He wanted to cover Vicki's mouth to

was even redder, and

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her towards him, and

was wide-eyed, shaking her head and

a little affection between husband and

"Vicki and I are also