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.

too busy these days, and to prevent any mishaps, they had been sleeping in separate rooms. It

he

he kissed Joyce's

back soon. What are you doing? Let

could finish, he kissed her

only emit a muffled sound, unable to push

of reason, she let herself go. But he held back. If not for the untimely cough, he might have

"Ahem."

cough

quickly sat up, straightened his suit and

you're here," he

he would walk in on such an intimate scene and hesitated between leaving and interrupting them. He awkwardly stood in place. After Vicki entered, she nonchalantly observed the scene with arms crossed, enjoying the

He didn't want her to witness anything too intimate. Their private life was already uncontrolled, and he didn't want more external stimuli to affect them. Joyce felt the pressure ease and quickly sat up. Compared to Luther's bold and nonchalant attitude, she appeared more restrained.

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

her buttons were still done

her hair. She

don't mind. Let me see how 'vigorous' Mr.

to cover Vicki's

redder, and she pinched Luther, blaming

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Joyce's chin, turned her towards him,

was wide-eyed, shaking her head and trying to push him

chuckled, "What's wrong with a

laughed, "Vicki and I