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."

voice hardening as she tried to struggle out of his grip. "Let's talk about it tomorrow. I

a sigh of relief. Now that she could breathe again, she caught a strong whiff of the smell of alcohol coming from him. "You're acting

tall man in front of her

startled cry as she reached out to catch him and tried to steady him on his feet. Then, she leaned back against the door frame

Don't play dead. If you don't respond now, I'll throw

Jack!"

opened his mouth and let out a sleepy sigh, but

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

over six feet tall and weighed more than 70 kilos, was really testing

struggling for a long time, she laid Jack down on her bed, took off his shoes

about to leave the room when she heard his cell phone ring. When she picked it up, she saw Michael's name on the

was sleeping like a log, and then decided to answer the phone. Walking to the door, she whispered,

the line, Michael paused for

reached home? I was a little worried

for drinks?" Rachel asked, furrowing her eyebrows as she walked out of her bedroom and gently closed the door behind

closed, the eyes of the man in the bed shot open. There was a shrewd look on his face, and it was

he had ever pretended to be drunk, thanks

idea, but now, after seeing Rachel's reaction, he was

angry. By the way, Rachel is nothing like Celine. She's much more stubborn. There are still

make it up to her," Jack had explained with a grateful look on his

the suspicion in Michael's eyes, he had urged, "Hurry up. If you have any ideas,

the help

over and whispered

just done. Anyway, he was not completely sober; otherwise he wouldn't have allowed himself to

Rachel over with just words, so he had pretended to be drunk to prevent her from continuing to

the phone, he wondered what

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

one side. Then, all of a sudden, he woke up

his heavy eyes and saw Rachel standing in front of him. "Are you awake?" she asked,

felt his heart beating to the drum of an upbeat song. He was now so drowsy that he felt like he was

low

see how drunk I am? How

He immediately closed his eyes as if he didn't know what was going