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.

warmth of 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 been a while. Now, with

he

in, he kissed

head, pushing his shoulders and scolded, "This is 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.

he could finish, he kissed her

only emit a muffled sound,

shoulders to maintain a hint of reason, she let herself go. But he held back. If not for the untimely cough, he might have lost control. Ever the gentleman, Luther

"Ahem."

uncomfortable cough interrupted

up, straightened his suit and tie, trying

here," he

walk in on such an intimate scene and hesitated between leaving and interrupting them. He awkwardly stood

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

dripped blood, and

her buttons were

her hair. She was too

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

face darkened. He wanted to cover Vicki's mouth to stop her

redder, and

it, "It's just a kiss. We're all adults here. What's the harm?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

Joyce's chin, turned her towards him, and kissed her passionately

shaking her head and trying to push him

a little affection

Felix laughed, "Vicki and