Stuck in you

Rachel was still the one knocking on the door.

She was looking overwhelmed. Her hands were covered in bubbles, there were some on her hair as well. Her shirt was a mess, and finally she couldn't stand it anymore. "Can you please come over and help me?" she pleaded.

Mendes was being a handful, it was one crazy thing after the other. One moment he would be draining the shampoo, the next moment he would spray Rachel with water. She could no longer contain him by herself, she had to ask for help.

Mendes was acting all hyper. Instead of taking a nice and calm bath, he was playing with the water and swimming around in the bathtub.

Mendes used to feel too embarrassed to let others bathe him, but it seemed as though he got over it. Rachel worried about what he would do if he was alone in the bathroom. She was afraid that he would run around and slip or hurt himself without their knowledge.

She asked the boy if he needed her help, and this time he agreed without a hint of hesitation. The last time she asked Mendes, he was determined to refuse her.

Rachel realized that it was a trap. The moment she tried to shampoo his hair, the boy threw water on her. Some of the water even got into her mouth.

Rachel was searching for the shampoo but couldn't find it. It took her a few seconds to realize that Mendes had it, but it was still too late for her. When she turned around, he almost emptied the shampoo bottle on her.

The bathroom had become a complete mess. Rachel's hair was riddled with unwashed shampoo and bubbles, and her clothes were soaking wet from Mendes' horseplay.

Jack went inside the bathroom with Rachel. Mendes was seated in the bathtub playing with his rubber ducky.

He kept squeezing the rubber duck and made impish laughter.

Jack and Rachel each sat on a stool beside the tub. Jack shook his head looking at Mendes. "You are a handful," he said, half-disgusted.

"Don't be so uptight, he's just a kid," Rachel giggled.

"Mendes, come, let's rinse off the bubbles on your head."

Rachel placed a blanket next to the tub and covered her knees with a large towel. She had never bathed a child before, so she emulated the parenting methods she read on the internet.

Jack was clueless as well. He was only doing this because Rachel asked for his help. The methods they found on the internet were easier said than done after all.

Jack never imagined him doing something so demeaning in his life. But he was already there and it was best to just get it over with. He rolled up his sleeves and asked Rachel to put the towel on his knees.

Rachel had tested her hand on carrying Mendes before Jack came in, and she might not be able to support him on her own. So she grabbed the towel and carefully laid it down on Jack's knees with her slender hands.

Jack almost froze when she smelled Rachel's hair. She was so close to him that the scent of her hair was overpowering. He felt a sudden urge to hold her, but thankfully she sat back on her stool and disaster was averted.

"Alright Mendes, come here, you little scamp!"

Mendes struggled to get out of the tub with his stubby legs. Rachel and Jack supported him until he got out of the tub and put him on Jack's lap.

bent his arm and let Mendes lie on his arm while the child's leg was on his lap.

asked Jack He felt like the kid was making fun of him and

really trying to make fun of Jack,

up and had to

no words to describe how irritated and emasculated he felt right now. He thought about what he could've done to deserve this, but eventually he got over it. The only way to

eyes and don't move,"

and she understood that it was time to rinse off the bubbles on the boy's head. She was carefully using the shower head to wash Mendes' hair

his pants but Jack was in no mood to delve into such trivial details. His sole objective right now was to help Rachel bathe this little

help but stare at Rachel. There was something about her that made his heart about to jump out of

tension and urges

from Rachel. He didn't know what he would do if he stared at her for

focused on washing Mendes that she

from Mendes, she

she finally finished washing his hair. She turned around, looking for a clean towel. When she was about to tell Mendes that they were done, she felt someone's lips pressed

widened when she realized

closed as he held her head closer to his. Jack moved away from Rachel when

her lips. She wanted to scream at Jack,

saw how Rachel

her all confused. "What's wrong,

her head. "Nothing." She tried to calm herself down by drying Mendes'

dried Mendes' hair, Jack helped the boy

ago, climbed into the tub to continue playing with his rubber

for too long, alright? You got five minutes. After that, wipe yourself off and put on your

Rachel with eyes that resembled a puppy's. It was his way

this time. "Listen to what Jack is telling you,"

But she was sure about one thing, there was no way she would look him in the eye. If their

Jack as possible. She was afraid that he might do it

of the tub to wear his towel

on the bed, he got out of his towel and rolled all over the

beddings and slapped his little butt. Rachel

wriggling on the bed. Judging from the noise, Jack was just playfully hitting

would never tolerate any female being naked in front of his

his underpants in his hand.

know what Jack was thinking. Otherwise, she would roll her

all, Mendes was just a kid. Mendes was so

of trying to convince him to wear

got tired. By then

rather warm for an evening. Mendes wouldn't catch