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."

she tried to struggle out of 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.

and she let out a sigh of relief. Now that she could breathe again, she caught a strong whiff of the

finished speaking when the tall man in front of her suddenly swayed and fell toward

against the door frame with her hands on Jack's chest. "Hey? Jack? Don't fool around like

play dead. If you don't respond

Jack!"

finally opened his mouth and let out a sleepy sigh, but his eyes

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 him into her

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

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

cell phone ring.

Jack, who was sleeping like a log, and then decided to answer the

other end of the line, Michael paused for a

that Jack reached home? I

drinks?" Rachel asked, furrowing her eyebrows as she walked out of

bed shot open. There was a shrewd look on his face, and it was clear that he was not drunk at

the first time that he had ever pretended to be drunk,

been skeptical of Michael's idea, but now, after seeing Rachel's reaction, he

she is angry. By the way, Rachel is nothing like Celine. She's much more stubborn. There are still ways to calm her down, but

just want to make it up to her," Jack had explained with a grateful

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

the help I

and whispered something

in Rachel's bed, Jack hazily thought about what he had just done. Anyway, he was not completely sober; otherwise he wouldn't have allowed

he couldn't win Rachel over with just words, so he had pretended

the phone, he wondered what Michael was

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

his head tilted toward one side. Then, all of a sudden, he woke up to

standing in front of him.

beating to the drum of an upbeat song. He was now

low voice, "Are you awake? Go back to

see how drunk I am? How can you throw me

eyes as if he didn't know what was going on