Stuck in you

Rachel put down the vacuum cup and was about to help, but Lucas shook his head and pointed to the chair, motioning her to sit again.

He put the box down in front of his feet, wiped his hands on his pants, and asked in a low voice, "Are you free tomorrow night?"

"Yes. Why?" she asked.

He replied slowly, "I want to invite you and Jack for dinner. We haven't had a meal together ever since."

That afternoon, when Jack came to pick up Rachel from work, she suddenly remembered Lucas' invitation, so she told him about it.

Jack didn't answer at once. His fingers were tapping the steering wheel while he seemed lost in thought.

Rachel couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "Are you not available?"

"I am," he answered quickly.

But then he added, "How can you let him invite us to dinner when it should be us treating him to a meal?"

"It doesn't matter," she replied casually without thinking too much.

He didn't say anything more. He looked straight ahead and focused on driving, but his heart complained silently, 'Of course it matters. We should invite Lucas and treat him to dinner as a couple.'

The next day, Rachel finished her work earlier than usual. She looked at the time and called Jack. "Are you almost here?"

"I'm still in the office. Give me a few minutes." He was actually packing up while talking with her on the phone.

"Alright."

Thinking that he must be busy with something, she sat on her desk first, took a report, and read it slowly.

After a while, her phone on the desk vibrated. When she picked it up and opened the inbox, it was a message from Lucas. He said something unexpected came up, and he would be late.

It was only then that she noticed the time. Half an hour had already passed from the time they had agreed to meet. She replied "Okay" and immediately called Jack.

Jack was already at the gate of the hospital, so she quickly packed up and strode to the entrance.

Since the rush hour had already passed, they arrived at the hotel in less than ten minutes. Led by the waiter, they walked into the booked room. Lucas wasn't there yet.

down. Since she had nothing

room with one hand in his pocket. He peeked through the window, then touched the TV rack beside it. With a frown, he smacked his lips and asked, "How can you make a reservation in this hotel? Look, there's dust everywhere. I don't

in a low voice, "The wind is strong

back

up the menu and read it. "The dishes in

anymore. It was as if

and thinking about meeting Lucas later, he

put down her phone, looked at him, and said, "Do you want to go home now? I'll

her words, Jack instantly threw the menu in his hand on the table and said seriously with a straight face, "No way. He

out his hand, raised his two fingers, and added, "I can't leave you here

lips. She then said, "Lucas won't mind if you

that?" he immediately shouted, trying to hide

at him but said

contempt in her eyes. He irritably scratched the back of his head. He just couldn't suppress his

heart at the thought that Rachel had once intended to

quietly for a while, Rachel stood up to go to the bathroom. But when she turned around, she saw

waved his hand to greet them. "Did

as well, so we just arrived," Rachel replied. Upon noticing that Jack was still sitting and didn't even look at Lucas, she patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "Stand

reluctantly, twitched the corners of

low when he

the two of them could hear,

"I'm fine,"

chuckled. He then pulled out the chair beside him and invited Lucas expressionlessly, "Have a

his head and looked behind him. Seeing his action, Rachel understood, so she asked,

so she went to ask the waiter what kind of

raised his hand and waved

and looked at the door. He saw Iris coming to them in light steps. When he saw her protruding belly, his mouth curved into

enthusiastic when he said, "Come and sit down. Lucas, how could you let your wife walk to the counter

in his attitude was too sudden and too evident that Rachel didn't

her hands, and said in a sweet voice, "Rachel, it's been a long time since we last met. How have you been

fine," Rachel answered with a smile. She looked down at Iris' protruding belly, feeling a little envious. "How many months now?" she

still not used to it." Iris raised her hand and touched her belly subconsciously. Her eyes were full of motherly

hand around her waist naturally. He lowered his