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.

pulled out a chair and sat down. Since she had nothing else to do, she took out her phone and browsed

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 think the food

position and replied in a low voice, "The wind is strong today,

focused back on

he had nothing to do as well, he picked up the menu and read it. "The dishes in

reply anymore. It was as if she wanted

her phone and thinking about meeting Lucas later, he felt more and more uncomfortable, and his

her phone, looked at him, and said, "Do you want to go home now? I'll stay here and wait for

his hand on the table and

fingers, and added, "I can't leave you

pursed her lips. She then said, "Lucas won't mind if you leave first. Besides, don't you think you

he immediately shouted, trying to

him

the back of his head. He just couldn't

had once intended to spend the rest of her life with Lucas if they

was quiet for a few minutes. After sitting quietly for a while, Rachel stood up to go to the

waved his hand to greet them. "Did I make you wait for too

arrived," Rachel replied. Upon noticing that

he stood up reluctantly, twitched the

low when

his waist secretly. With a voice that only the two of them could hear, she asked, "What's wrong with

"I'm fine,"

out the chair beside him and invited Lucas expressionlessly,

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

the waiter what kind of fish it is. I came here first to say hello to you and let

then raised his hand and waved at

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

let your wife

was too sudden and too evident that Rachel didn't know how to

voice, "Rachel,

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

still not used to it." Iris raised

over and put his left hand around her waist naturally. He lowered his head and said in a gentle voice, "You must be tired. Have