Stuck in you

Eric was suspicious when he heard that Jack and Rachel were going to be living together.

He put the rag down and grabbed Rachel's hand, leading her to the balcony.

Mendes, being a child, didn't know what was happening. This seemingly secret conference confused and intrigued him.

His interest grew when he saw Eric suddenly pulling Rachel into the balcony.

As much as he was curious, he was nervous, too. He promptly followed them and asked anxiously, "Where are you going?"

Rachel patted Eric on the arm, a signal for him to wait. She stopped walking and turned around. "We just need to talk. Can you stay here while we do that? We won't be long."

Mendes frowned and asked, "Can't I come with you?"

It was difficult to refuse the request of a child who was as cute as a bun, but Rachel immediately responded, "No."

Eric felt sorry for the little boy. He had thought that she would let Mendes come. He was only a child, after all.

"Stay here and wait for me, okay? We just have to talk for a bit in the balcony, and I'll be back before you know it." Although Rachel had not given in to the boy's request, she continued to talk to him patiently.

He was too young to understand what she meant. Even so, he didn't like that she was acting so secretive.

He only wanted to be part of things.

Mendes looked at Eric and then at Rachel as the two were about to leave. Pouting, he said reluctantly, "Okay, you go ahead."

Rachel was amused by the fact that the child was clearly hurt. "Be a good boy and wait for me. It'll only be a moment, sweetie."

Mendes looked at her with a hint of reluctance in his eyes. It could be difficult at times to convince a little child, but although he pouted, at least he was reasonable.

Lowering his voice, Eric asked, "How long will he be staying here?"

"Someone's picking him up tomorrow night." Lucas had already returned, and he had called Rachel earlier to let her know that he was going to pick up Mendes the following night.

Although she liked Mendes, Rachel no longer wished for him to stay any longer than he was scheduled to.

Honestly, if anything happened to the child, it would be difficult to explain things to his parents.

They hadn't shown up so far, though.

When Eric heard her response, he blurted out, "So let me get this straight. You will be left alone with Jack then?"

"Yes..."

what's wrong with you? Why are you two living together all of a sudden?" Eric was agitated now. "Jack is playing you for a fool. He's not exactly an

nodded silently, afraid that she was causing him to worry too much. "It's okay.

What's going on?" Eric asked

had learned that sometimes, it was better not

have everyone's

Rachel simply told him that

tell him exactly

seemed as though bad news just kept piling on. "Rachel! Think it over! It's not safe to live alone with a man, especially

what I was thinking. So, are you going

you and Jack? Be

room for me here.

remained plastered on Rachel's face. "There's a

it's...quite expensive." Eric struggled to come up with a response. He would never want to live with the man who

knew that Jack had done what he had done because Eric was trying to use

Rachel

powerful as Jack was, had planned to bring his brother-in-law down in a cunning, less obvious way, but failed. Along the way,

that he had somehow brought this upon himself, he had not meant

but he was afraid to be

much that house has cost you? You don't want to be throwing away that kind of money. Besides, this place is too far from where

she was thinking. "You're afraid to face

silence, Eric nodded, clenching

living with that monster. He said, "I find it strange, though,

him about the deal. Instead, she patted him on the shoulder and said vaguely, "It's

not want to divulge too much. Wrapping up the conversation, she said, "That's it. In the coming months, if you want to come by, you

Eric kept silent.

of them turned their heads

Rachel had already made up her mind, there was

shock and embarrassment of him popping up in the house one day and

him about it now than to have to explain it

inquire about the discussion. "What were you whispering about?" the boy asked, his

"It's a secret. Shush."

said. His lips curled in

he grew, it seemed. When Lucas called, Mendes took the phone with him before retreating to a corner and confiding to him in a

amused, "Okay, okay. We'll talk again tomorrow, and this time, it'll be our secret. We won't let

exclaimed in agreement as he nodded repeatedly and vigorously

he asked, "Rachel, whose child is he? Why do I feel

dinner, casually turned around and said,