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.

Rachel didn't

hesitate to ask them if he could sleep between them. Rachel immediately agreed because she didn't want this night to become more awkward than it already was. Sleeping next to Jack

refusing to lie down. He couldn't bring himself to

are you still standing there? Come sleep next

and legs, Jack lifted the beddings and laid down

was the kind of man that could stay calm in a global

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

keep the inexplicable thoughts and emotions clouding

the bed to distract him from his situation. Jack gradually calmed down as

off his nerves and slowly fall asleep. Suddenly,

said

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

was silently giggling to himself. He was playing

boy did something again, he

might lose his patience and kick Mendes

reached out her hands and embraced

for sleep,

even more uncomfortable than he already was. He had thought it was Rachel who blew on his

decided to just close his eyes and

wanted was a good

way up his thigh. Jack tensed up immediately, but he knew whose fat little hand it

his teeth in hatred. "What the hell are you

what's wrong?" she answered. Rachel thought that Jack was

was really nervous under the surface. She remembered what Jonathan had told

embarrassed that she had to sleep next to him again. Fortunately, this

He had saved her from breaking into a nervous

gritted his teeth.

the boy's hand

turned on the bedside lamp. She saw that Mendes was

laughing at?" she

the quilt with his right

his hand

was Mendes' fault. He was the

playing tricks on Jack before he throws you out and makes you sleep on

saw that Jack had taken back his hand and it left him

looked over at Rachel. The soft light coming from the lamp

in a daze. It was like

sleeping this way,"

Rachel's slender fingers in one hand, and held on to Jack's strong arm

parents. She touched his hair and ran her the back of her fingers on his plump cheeks. "Okay, you

Mendes. He smiled as he