Stuck in you

Marcus' words failed to goad Jack in surrendering. Rubbing the space in between his eyebrows, Jack sighed. "I've been exhausted lately."

Michael snorted. "And why is that?"

Eric was the only one who knew exactly why Jack was so tired.

"He has been taking care of Rachel," he stated proudly.

Eric patted Jack's shoulder. He didn't notice the smile that carved into his lips.

Rachel was half asleep when the bed sank. The smell of alcohol wafted across her, and she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.

"Did you drink?" she murmured.

Jack's eyes widened. "Is the smell that strong?"

He made sure that he took a shower before coming to bed in fear that the smell might cause her to vomit.

Rachel slowly opened her eyes, yawning. "I have a good nose."

She tapped her nose to emphasize her point. "It's not that strong though. Did they leave?"

Jack pulled her into a kiss. "No, they're still in the living room."

"Why did you leave them?"

"Eric is with them right now."

"Eric?"

"Yes. There's no need to worry about them. Let's sleep now."

Michael and Marcus had initially planned to drink with Jack. However, Jack decided to run away and let Eric serve as his scapegoat.

Eric's head hurt so much in the morning from all the drinking he did. In fact, it took him a few hours to get over his hangover.

When Rachel saw the two men again, they began to complain to her.

While Jack was playing with his lighter indifferently, Michael took his time to ridicule them. "You're so awesome, Rachel. You've already turned this playboy into a good husband."

She almost choked on her juice at the man's words. At the sound, Jack immediately set aside his lighter and patted her on the back. "Drink it slowly," he instructed.

Marcus couldn't help but be surprised by the scene. Even when Jack and Celine were together, he had never seen them in such an intimate relationship. Most of the time, Celine would take it upon herself to please Jack, not the other way around.

Marcus coughed awkwardly. "By the way, how's Eric doing? He was so drunk he couldn't even stand up when we left."

froze and snuck a glance

say anything, Rachel frowned and snapped, "You two crossed

went into

avoided her cool gaze. In fact, it felt as if they had bullied Eric and were now being scolded by his parent. When he glanced at Jack, he couldn't even believe the

pretend to be innocent

up in the air. "I

drink too much," Jack

feet under as the two sneered at

in agreement. "It really is too much. You know that Eric's not good at drinking.

Eric was

explain themselves, a man knocked at the door and poked his head in. "It's time for fireworks. Come on.

actually attending the birthday party of one of best friends. To be more specific, the celebrant

their early twenties, they still had a way of celebrating

rented a yacht

was one of the people he had invited, so he took Rachel out here to

she stayed most of her time

that she stayed at home most of the time because she

days, he noticed that she had grown

her out for a

thought it over and decided to take her. After all, there weren't that many people on the yacht,

several people on the deck setting off the fireworks. Three hot girls dressed in bikinis were chasing after

beautiful women. Glancing at him, Michael snorted. "These girls already have

quickly vanished, and he said nothing in

laughter echoed throughout the yacht

sky thoughtfully, not noticing that Jack

you cold?" he

who chose to wear more casual clothes. Before she came out of the washroom as she got ready for the party,

prepared a wig for her if she wanted, but she refused to

was a fear that she needed

that was sent by Eric and dressed herself in a simple T-shirt and a

really noticed

out dressing like

like that. Her eyes were bright under the hat, and

surged through his

past, she had dressed too dull and conservative. He had never seen her dress

looked like a girl who had just graduated from college. She

were approaching autumn, the weather was still warmer than

he was still afraid that she might

can go get a coat," he

She grabbed