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.

on his arm while the

the kid was making fun of him and his methods. "Cut me some slack, kid. This

fun

had to fight with

done to deserve this, but eventually he got over it. The only way to deal with a naughty boy like Mendes was a steady hand and a tough

eyes and don't move," Jack commanded. Mendes surprisingly obliged

Rachel, 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 while avoiding his eyes and

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

they were bathing Mendes, Jack couldn't help but stare at Rachel. There was something about her that

tension and urges were becoming

turn away from Rachel. He didn't know what he would do if he stared at her for too long, and he

Mendes that she didn't notice how Jack was staring at

Mendes, she might accidentally run water on

a clean towel. When she was about to tell Mendes that they were done, she felt someone's lips

when she realized it was

head closer to his. Jack

place as she covered her lips. She wanted to scream at Jack, but she couldn't find

eyes. He saw how Rachel was dumbfounded, but he had no idea what

looked at her

tried to calm herself down by drying Mendes' hair with

successfully dried Mendes' hair, Jack helped

a few minutes ago, climbed into the tub to

said, "Don't play for too long, alright? You got five minutes. After

eyes that resembled a puppy's. It was his way of pleading to get what he wanted,

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

that? But she was sure about one thing, there was no way she would look

stay as far away from Jack as possible. She was afraid that he might do it again, and

gotten out of the tub to wear his towel

of his towel and rolled all over the

ruining the beddings and slapped

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

in front of his wife, though Mendes was just a

his underpants in his hand. "Put them on,"

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

just a kid. Mendes was so excited that he

of trying to convince him

By then he would

an evening. Mendes wouldn't catch a cold even if