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.

prevent any mishaps, they had been sleeping in separate rooms. It had been a while. Now, with no

this, he took

in, he kissed

might come back soon. What are you doing? Let go of

he could finish, he kissed

a muffled sound,

go. But he held back. If not for the untimely cough, he might have lost control. Ever the gentleman, Luther was relieved he didn't

"Ahem."

cough interrupted

up, straightened his suit

you're here,"

had no idea he would walk in on such an intimate scene and hesitated

exasperated. 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

so red they could have dripped blood,

her buttons were

smoothing her hair. She was too embarrassed

don't mind. Let me see

darkened. He wanted to cover Vicki's

even redder, and she pinched Luther,

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him, and kissed her passionately in front of Vicki

shaking her head

a little affection between husband and

"Vicki and