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

Why did I need to change?” A strange fire jumped in

after he got off

here last night when you were drunk and I was the one driving you home. And Grandma was watching us downstairs. We couldn’t let Grandma find out we didn’t sleep in the same room!” Joyce explained awkwardly.

morning. Did he get up with a bad mood? He was a man. Why did he

frowned slightly and took a big step closer to her, forcing her to confess more, “Is that so?

the couch, trying to push away from him who was stepping

fast. Obviously she had covered it

was one step quicker to hold

had just

break away from him, but couldn’t shake

“No one can be sober when a

now she was pretending to

could no longer