Stuck in you

Rachel squatted down to help him take off his coat, and Jack almost lost control of himself.

But she found it hard for her to take off his coat. "Your coat won't come off!" she complained as she shifted her weight off her injured foot.

Even though Jack was in a state of half-asleep because of the effects of the wine that he had, her voice still reached his ears. It sounded to him like the soft voice of an angel.

The scent of Rachel almost overpowered what was left of Jack's self-control that hadn't been numbed by the alcohol yet. It took his entire strength of will in order to control himself, and this was made even more difficult because he had never had a sex life for many years.

When she was finally able to take off his coat, the scent of her body faded, and Jack felt relieved as if he had finally reached the end of a great battle.

He took a deep breath and immediately felt drowsy. A short while later, he fell asleep where he was.

Rachel took his coat and brought it to the basket out on the balcony.

His coat reeked with the smell of alcohol. Fortunately, there was no trace of any vomit; otherwise she'd have to definitely throw him out of bed.

But she remembered the story that Michael told her before. Jack had a bad case of sleepwalking whenever he got drunk so she decided to let him stay with her.

But she was not so stupid to sleep in the same bed with him. The last time she did, he pressed his body against hers.

She took out some extra quilts from the closet to make a comfortable makeshift bed on the bedroom floor.

If Michael found out that there was a woman who preferred to sleep on the floor than sleep with Jack in the same bed, he would laugh his head off.

Jack woke up early in the morning because of severe thirst. When he was about to get out of bed, he saw that Rachel slept on the floor. It stunned him right away and he didn't know what to say or do.

She might have allowed him to sleep in her room, but Rachel preferred to sleep on the floor than in her own bed with him. He immediately wondered what made her loathe him so.

Jack got out of the bed with a gloomy look and went out for a glass of water. When he got back, he stood in front of Rachel for a while.

But Rachel slept so soundly that she didn't notice him staring intently at her. She had her face buried in a soft pillow that made her look like a sleeping baby.

Jack watched her for some time and sighed helplessly. He bent down slowly to pick her up and moved her back to the bed so she could sleep more comfortably.

If she was normally on guard against Jack whenever she slept, her defenses were not up when he picked her up.

She was in such a deep slumber that she didn't notice that she was moved back to the bed. When she was back on the soft bed, she turned over and placed her hands on her sides beside the pillow.

When everything seemed to be in order, Jack lay down beside her and turned off the light. But the lifting and the faded drunkenness made it hard for him to go back to sleep again.

He tossed and turned for some time until he heard her comfortable breathing. He calmed himself down and closed his eyes. A few moments later, he finally fell asleep.

on your mind?" Lea asked as she waved a hand in front of

head down and poked at the ice on her drink with a finger. "I didn't

took a slice of egg tart, placed it into her mouth and quickly chewed on it. "What did you do last night?" she asked and a naughty

her throat and coughed gently in an attempt to change the subject. Lea could have noticed something odd in normal circumstances, but now she herself was also a little upset about something, so she didn't notice everything that went on with her

them as they had different thoughts going on in their minds. "Rachel, do you remember Henry?" Lea

she knew about Henry. "I think I do, but I don't really know him that well. Why, what's wrong? Wait. Let me guess. You're dating him! Am I

from her cheeks to her forehead. She coughed because of her initial surprise. She never expected Rachel to blurt it out so frankly like that. "We just met

as Lea's mind tried to determine how to best say what she had to say next. "I never expected to ever meet him again,

Rachel asked in a

bit complicated," Lea replied as her face turned red. "I'll explain everything to you

smiled at her friend. She was amused at how much her friend blushed while talking about Henry. "I don't know a lot about him, but I am sure that he's not married yet," Rachel said with a

you know if

an inquisitive look. She looked at Lea with a jesting and surprised look. "Do

mean. I'm just not sure if he

"If he doesn't have a girlfriend or a wife, I am going to

Rachel laugh heartily. "Why don't you ask

"It's embarrassing to ask him. He's not a teenager anymore. How

your world," Rachel said helplessly. In her opinion, it was not necessary to hide it since they could spend hours chatting with each other, anyway. But her point of view

That's it!" Lea said as she tapped her middle and index finger on the table top. "You have to help me find out if Henry is single. I think it will be easy for you since you can just ask

Rachel to do than Lea realized. Rachel bent her down and pretended to take a sip of her drink as she

in thought and did not notice

still lost in thought, supporting her head with her hand under her chin. Then, without warning, she suddenly sprang up as if she remembered something urgently. "By the way, did you apologize to Jack? Tell me what

Lea came so unexpectedly that Rachel almost choked on her drink. She paused and forced herself

suddenly noticed that there was something odd about Rachel. "What's wrong with you?" she asked with a

Rachel very closely. She searched for clues to confirm

watched her closely. "I didn't get

foot

might end up giving Lea more clues to what really happened. She suddenly had the urge to cover her face with her hands as the event of the previous evening flashed suddenly in her mind. She

move a lot

choice but to leave a lot more than half of

recalled that she was about to get up quietly from the bed but Jack woke up at the same time

time without moving. Finally, Jack

and didn't dare to look at

and turned to Rachel. "Are you that angrily?" he asked. "You don't even

"No, I'm not angry,"

without