You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1881

Chapter 1881: Daddy's Embrace

After a long sleep, Joyce held Luther and dozed off for quite a while. Perhaps due to exhaustion from recent events, she found herself waking in the late afternoon, nearing evening.

Waking up beside Luther, Joyce opened her eyes, feeling a sense of relaxation throughout her body. Luther was already awake, half-lying on the bed, propped up against the soft cushion. Upon seeing her wake, he pulled her close and embraced her tightly.

"Awake already. Do you want to sleep a little longer?" he asked.

Shaking her head, Joyce replied softly, "No, I don't need to. I feel dizzy if I sleep too much. I don't usually take afternoon naps. I've been busy with the drawings lately and it's been taxing, especially with the Saunders family's matters. I haven't slept well for a few days. Just now, catching up on sleep, I feel much better."

She sat up, nestled in his embrace, her small hand reaching into his chest, feeling his heartbeat through his sleepwear.

Adjusting her position, she pressed her cheek tightly against his warm skin. Lately, she had felt herself becoming more and more attached to him, something that would have been impossible in the past.

Luther leaned down and lightly kissed her forehead. With his left hand, he checked his emails on his phone and browsed through some important documents.

"Is there an urgent matter at the company? I've noticed you haven't inquired much about it recently," Joyce asked softly.

"Not really, operations are running smoothly. There's not much for me to worry about. Are you thirsty? I'll go get you a glass of water," Luther asked gently.

"No, I'm not thirsty," Joyce replied, mainly wanting to hold onto him a little while longer.

"Alright," Luther held her waist even tighter, pulling her closer to him.

The two of them lingered on the bed for a moment before they heard some commotion outside.

"It sounds like Anderson's voice. It's getting dark. He must be hungry. He said he'd prepare something to eat, but then ended up just sleeping and not doing anything," Joyce said as she sat up, putting on a light jacket, preparing to get up.

"I've already arranged for some pastries and Japanese cuisine chefs. They are preparing everything at home right now. It will be ready in a little while," Luther closed his phone and placed it on the bedside table, then embraced Joyce from behind.

"You always think ahead. I forgot," Joyce said as she turned and found his kiss meeting her lips.

Their lips naturally pressed together, the kiss growing deeper, leaving both of them breathless. Joyce's clothes had all loosened, and Luther's were no better.

"Don't do this. Anderson will come in soon," Joyce panted, a bit coquettish. "Can we wait until tonight?"

"Okay," Luther hesitated, pecking her lips a few more times before finally letting her go.

Joyce straightened her clothes and stood up, about to open the door.

Unexpectedly, Anderson burst in ahead of her, his childish voice echoing through the room.

"Mommy, Grandma is video calling! Come and watch with us," he said.

Joyce was taken aback. Cecelia was reaching out to them via video call? She touched her own cheek, relieved that the earlier warmth had subsided. If things had escalated just now, it would have been difficult to handle.

She quickly walked to the door. "All right. Let's go."

Luther also threw off the blanket and got out of bed. "I'll join you."