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.

Since she had nothing else to do, she took out her phone and

the other hand, Jack restlessly walked back and forth inside the 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

low voice, "The wind is strong today, maybe that's why the room

focused back

well, he picked up the menu and read it. "The dishes in this restaurant don't look good.

reply anymore. It was as if she wanted him

meeting

"Do you want to go home now? I'll stay here and wait

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

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

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

you that?" he immediately shouted, trying to hide

glanced at him but

clearly captured the hint of contempt in her eyes. He irritably scratched the back of his head. He just couldn't suppress his restlessness, thinking that

that Rachel had once intended to spend the rest of

minutes. After sitting quietly for a while, Rachel stood up to go

to greet them. "Did

noticing that Jack was still sitting and

reluctantly, twitched

very low

that only the two of them could hear, she asked, "What's wrong with you today?

"I'm fine,"

same tone and chuckled. He then pulled out the chair beside him and invited Lucas expressionlessly,

calm. He turned his head and looked behind him. Seeing his action,

a beautiful fish in the aquarium along the hallway, so she went to ask the waiter what kind of fish it is. I came here first to say hello to you and let you know that

raised his hand and waved at

in light steps. When he saw her protruding belly, his mouth curved into a smile, and the expression in

down. Lucas, how could you let your wife walk to the counter

was too sudden and too evident

Rachel, held her hands, and said in a sweet voice, "Rachel, it's been a long

down at Iris' protruding belly, feeling

show up, so I'm still not used to it." Iris raised her hand and touched her belly subconsciously. Her eyes were full of motherly

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