Stuck in you

When Mendes heard what Jack had sad, he immediately complied. He happily ran towards Rachel.

He opened his arms and stood naked on the bed, and allowed Rachel to help him to get dressed. Jack glanced the boy's buttocks and saw that it was plump as two buns.

Jack lightly slapped the boy's buttocks. "Get dressed by yourself, you little scamp!" he goaded.

Mendes turned his head in surprise. He covered his backside to hide his shame.

Jack raised his chin and urged, "Put on your clothes."

Meanwhile, Rachel held Mendes's clothes in her hands, trying to hold herself back from laughing. To her surprise, Mendes listened to Jack and put the clothes on by himself.

Rachel would glance at Jack from time to time as they waited for Mendes to finish getting dressed. She never expected that he could make Mendes listen to him so easily.

Maybe Mendes understood that it would not do him well to trouble Jack because of his tough attitude.

Mendes was able to put on his shirt without asking for Rachel's help.

But when he began to put on his pants, he stumbled on the bed and couldn't get up. Rachel reached out her arm and held him. Jack supported the boy too.

Mendes struggled to put on his pants.

Watching Mendes get dressed was amusing, and Jack thought it was a lovely sight.

Mendes noticed that Jack was staring at him. "Are we going to sleep together? All three of us?" he asked.

Jack froze. He didn't know how to answer Mendes' question. Rachel felt awkward too. "I don't think so, Mendes," Jack said.

Why wouldn't Jack sleep next to them? There was nowhere else to sleep.

The guestrooms in the Fu family's house were all locked. Jonathan would not allow Rachel and Jack to sleep in different rooms.

When Jack and Rachel first slept in the same bed together, Jack was rather impatient.

Jack remembered what had smelled before. He smelled the same light fragrance from Rachel again. "Rachel, did you use perfume?" he asked.

"No, I didn't." Rachel was confused as to why Jack would ask her this question. If she remembered correctly, Jack had asked him this same question last time.

Mendes jumped into Rachel's arms and inhaled her scent. "It smells really good!" said the boy.

Rachel rubbed her nose against Mendes' forehead. She couldn't help but giggle at the child. The boy really knew how to flatter her.

"All right. I should go and try to find a place to get some sleep," said Jack.

Jack didn't find a place to sleep, and ultimately it led him back to the room.

The bed was wide enough for the three of them.

comfortable. Rachel didn't

agreed because she didn't want this night to become more awkward than it already was. Sleeping next to

lie down. He couldn't bring himself to

standing there? Come

Jack lifted the beddings and

stern and calm. He was the kind of man that could stay calm in a global market crisis. But something about this situation had turned him into

long. It was as if he had just become a teenager again. He was so nervous it felt like it was

and tried to keep the inexplicable

being alone in the bed to distract him from his situation. Jack gradually calmed down as he tried

asleep. Suddenly, someone blew on his ear, which made Jack

said through gritted

was wrong. "What's the matter, Jack?" she

playing a prank on

boy did something again, he would

and

her hands and embraced

for sleep,

more uncomfortable than he already was. He had thought it was Rachel who

just close his eyes

all he wanted was a good

any worse, a hand reached all the way up his thigh. Jack

hatred. "What the hell

taken by surprise. "Why, what's wrong?" she answered. Rachel thought that Jack was talking to her. She felt frightened

nervous under the surface. She remembered what Jonathan

she felt so embarrassed that she had to sleep next to him again. Fortunately, this time there was a

a welcome buffer. He had saved her from breaking into a nervous

it's nothing," said Jack. "Never mind." Jack gritted his teeth. Mendes' hand was now on his

boy's hand without hesitation. "Quit

and turned on the bedside lamp. She saw that Mendes was not asleep at all. Instead, he was smiling like an

laughing

lifted the quilt with his

his hand

knew it was Mendes' fault. He was the reason why

on Jack before he throws you

taken back his hand and

soft light coming from the lamp highlighted her delicate features. Her face was nothing short

in a daze. It was like he

like sleeping this

in one hand, and held on to Jack's strong arm with the other. He

heavy when she thought of Mendes' parents. She touched his hair and ran her the back of her fingers on his plump cheeks. "Okay, you can sleep like this, but you have to

he closed his eyes and