Stuck in you

Rachel was stunned, and a strange feeling came over her. She stopped in front of her door and turned around. "Are you sure? Do you know what you are talking about right now?"

"I'm sure," Jack replied in a low voice. "I'm not completely drunk. I can still get home on my own."

For a moment, Rachel squinted at Jack, whose tall figure and handsome face were illuminated by the dim light in the room.

But in the end, she didn't know what a drunk man looked like, so she just accepted his words without thinking too much.

Jack had thought a lot about what to say to Rachel, but now that he was here in front of her, he was tongue-tied. Finally, after a long pause, he said, "About what happened today..."

As soon as Rachel heard these words, her face changed. She coughed in embarrassment and cut in before he could continue. "What happened today was my fault..."

"Hush," Jack said, silencing her with his finger on her lips. "Stop talking and listen to me first." His voice sounded so steady that Rachel was not sure whether he was really drunk or not.

Nevertheless, she was curious about what he wanted to say, so she just kept silent and waited for him to speak.

Instead of withdrawing his hand, Jack cupped her cheek and gently rubbed her lips with his thumb. Rachel shifted slightly under his touch, feeling goose bumps run up her arms.

Just before she lost her patience, Jack pulled his hand back and whispered, "Sorry. Your lips..."

Rachel swallowed hard as her racing heartbeat finally settled down. 'Isn't he drunk?' she wondered in confusion.

"As for what happened today, I never thought that you were embarrassing me," Jack said, abruptly changing the topic.

Staring at Rachel earnestly with his deep black eyes, he continued, "I just felt uncomfortable after seeing the look in those people's eyes..."

His voice was getting softer and softer.

"I didn't like the way they were looking at you. Rachel...you don't have to be so stubborn, you know. It's not a bad thing to lean on others sometimes."

It was rare for Jack to say so many words in one breath, especially to Rachel. Although he felt nervous, he added, "Don't treat me as an enemy, Rachel. I have no intention of hurting you. You can let yourself lean on me. I sincerely apologize for everything that happened in the past. It was all my fault."

Back then, Jack hadn't known anything about Rachel except for what he saw on the surface, so he had treated her like a stranger. And every time Eric had tried to get close to Celine, he had vented his anger on Rachel.

Rachel clenched her fists, feeling a vortex of emotions swirl up inside of her after hearing Jack's words. Her mind was in such a mess that she didn't know how to reply. Finally, she settled with, "You're drunk. Let's talk tomorrow."

This was not the response Jack had expected. Feeling a little annoyed, he reached out and pulled her into his arms. "I'm not drunk. I promise that I'm clear about everything I'm saying now."

his grip. "Let's talk about it tomorrow. I don't think now is the right time to discuss it. Anyway, I'm sorry about what happened tonight. I shouldn't have thought about

whiff of the smell of alcohol coming from him. "You're acting so weird. Since you're not drunk, just go back and get some rest. We can

tall man in front of her suddenly swayed

as she reached out to catch him and tried to steady him on his feet. Then, she leaned back against the door frame with her hands on Jack's chest. "Hey?

Come on! Don't play dead. If you don't respond now, I'll throw you out of the

Jack!"

mouth and let out a sleepy sigh, but his eyes were

speechless. Then, she jerked back into action and tried to shake him off, but failed. In the end, she had no choice but to

and weighed more

Jack down on her bed, took off his shoes and socks, and tucked him

heard his cell phone

and then decided to answer the phone. Walking

end of the line, Michael paused for a moment, but

reached home?

asked, furrowing her eyebrows as

shot open. There was a

was the first time that he had ever

of Michael's idea, but now,

voice, "Don't provoke a woman when she is angry. By the way, Rachel is nothing like Celine. She's much more stubborn. There are still ways to

want to make it

eyes, he had urged, "Hurry

need all the help I

and whispered something in

what he had just done. Anyway, he was not completely sober; otherwise he wouldn't have allowed himself to do such an unscrupulous

so he had pretended to be drunk to prevent her from continuing to argue with

as he vaguely heard Rachel speaking on the

uneasily in the bed, which smelled just like her. Under the impact of the alcohol, he suddenly felt a pang

set in, his head tilted toward one side. Then, all of a sudden,

opened his heavy eyes and saw Rachel standing in

he felt his heart beating to the drum of an upbeat song. He was

know that. She approached him and asked in a low voice, "Are you awake? Go back to your room if

Can't you see how drunk I am? How can you throw

as if he didn't know what was going on