You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Joyce was afraid of tickle. Justin used to come to the range to look for her. He lovesd to use feathers to scratch her neck secretly when she was practicing.

“Joyce, you need to work on your fixation, you’re distracted oh.”

“Distracted and still hitting 10 rings, fantastic.”

She dodges around every time she got tickled.

It was only when one was young and ignorant that can feel the joy of innocence.

The tickle on her neck felt like it was being tickled by a feather, so she couldn’t help it and laughed, “Justin, stop it.”

Words was like cold water pouring over his head.

Instantly, the water extinguished all the out-of-control fires in Luther’s body.

He awoke. what was he doing? Surprisingly, he was charmed by her.

Damn Joyce, was she using him as a stand-in for Justin?

couldn’t stand it any longer and stood up and roared, “Enough! It’s time

he lifted Joyce’s collar, and dragged her all the way to the bathroom.

warm water instantly flooded

sobered her up

beautiful eyes wide, looking at Luther with a confused expression, “What’s your problem?”

about to explode with anger. “Ah, really. The clothes are all wet.” She grumbled.

and hurriedly checked if her clothes were put off. Except for the two missing collar buttons, all was unscathed.

that

probably drank bad-quality wine and lost my temper in some way

of Spade A. It’s worth a hundred thousand pounds!!!” There were another basements in the house but the cabinet in his room was his private collection.

the exchange rate. It was 9. It

that she owed before, and a million-worth bottle of wine would

face, he instantly lost his temper. This woman, all she thought

climbed out of the tub.

if there was nothing clinging to the body. Every body line was perfectly outlined, simply more sexy than not wearing

caught a glimpse and gasped. Just can’t help

to his mind, and he tried to restrain himslef. He pulled off a towel and threw it over