Stuck in you

Tracy turned around, feeling a little hesitant. "I was looking for them. Why aren't they here?"

Jonathan shrugged. "Why not just give them a phone call?"

She didn't say anything. What she really wanted to do was look for them in secret.

"You shouldn't worry too much about them. They'll be fine," Jonathan said.

"I'm not worried," she said automatically, turning to face him. "Don't you think it's a little strange? When did they decide to be together? It's just so sudden."

Jonathan laughed silently at the sight of his wife's confused face as he led her into their own bedroom. "I told you not worry about it, okay? They'll deal with it themselves," he said softly.

"My hips have been aching these past two days. Do you mind giving me a massage?"

Rachel had proven further that she couldn't drink. Although it was just a bottle of pineapple beer, whose alcohol content was low enough that it could be associated with water, it still made her flush after walking down from the top floor.

However, she was still very sober. When they were going downstairs, Jack was thinking whether or not he needed to help her. Seeing that she could still walk on her own, he withdrew his arm.

She really couldn't drink.

It was quiet in the house. It seemed that his parents had already gone to bed.

They went into their bedroom.

After taking a shower, Rachel completely sobered up. She felt something warm come over her, only to see that it was Jack who had also just finished his bath.

Before she could react, he grabbed her waist and kissed her possessively.

She couldn't even bear his experienced skills. Within a few seconds, she withdrew from his lips, panting.

"Not here," she murmured as they inched closer to the bed.

However, he didn't listen to her as his hands wandered across her body. "Why not?"

"We're at your parents' home," she whispered.

"Don't worry. No one will hear us."

What he didn't know was that Rachel didn't care about the soundproofing of the room. What she was afraid of was the housekeeper who would be in charge of cleaning it all up. His parents were sure to find out.

However, these thoughts couldn't win Jack over.

by that beer. It had made her indulgent to his

When they finally left the house, Rachel was almost expressionless when she said her farewells to

them. Only Jack knew

his wife's hand and said goodbye to his parents. Jonathan was pleased at

obstacles blocked them, Jonathan was ecstatic

away, Rachel

shoulders and buried

"Fuck," she murmured.

out laughing at her remorseful

attention to that,"

real night as a couple in that bedroom. The room, after being present for so many years,

wasn't a night

wasn't as shameless as

that shy?" he teased. "From the way you're looking

yourself,' she thought, fully knowing that the

smile, she looked incredibly

Her lips twitched. "Ass."

could be colder than Jack? The

her head leaned against the

that face," he said casually. "I've always thought you hated

"I

wasn't that she

just her face. She didn't mean to glare at him

even bother to explain

listened to

parents' house

his parents' house a

still couldn't remember what day he was referring to. She

memory of that night. For the first time,

it took all his strength

she woke up and

snowy skin, she walked out

the door was like a shot in his

her the story in such an artistic way, but instead, he just described his thoughts when she looked

he knew

his explanation, Rachel was a