You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Joyce sat up from the couch and was just about to get up.

Luther came out of the bathroom. His black hair was wet with water droplets slipping down and dripping onto his sexy chest. There were water droplets in his defined face.

White bath towel was around his belly button, sexy to the extreme.
Robust physique, strong muscular lines, long and slender legs.
Last night the light was dark, now it was so bright.

She could see it more clearly and realistically.

Thinking about what she did last night, Joyce instantly blushed. After all, she had not been intimate witn men before. That he was so “naked” and stood in front of her naturally made her feel embarrassed.

She turned her face away.

“Did you help me change into my pajamas last night?” Luther raised his eyebrows. His eyes were like falcons, looking at her askance.

“Yes, I did it.”

was not okay for Joyce

strange fire jumped in Luther’s eyes, “And why am I sleeping in

remember anything after he got off the car yesterday.

driving you home. And Grandma was watching us downstairs. We

mood? He was a man. Why did he mind

frowned slightly and took a big step closer to her, forcing her to confess more, “Is that so? Why do I get the impression that you’re always trying to find ways to

up from the couch, trying to push away from him who

Obviously she had covered it up. Did he find it out?

quicker

were slightly hot, perhaps because he had just taken a shower. Even she felt hot.

from him, but couldn’t

know that or not?” He leaned closer to her, almost clinging. “No one can be sober when a man and a woman

him twice and now she was pretending

could no longer repress