Stuck in you novel Chapter 64

When Mendes heard what Jack had sad, he immediately complied. He happily ran towards Rachel.

He opened his arms and stood naked on the bed, and allowed Rachel to help him to get dressed. Jack glanced the boy's buttocks and saw that it was plump as two buns.

Jack lightly slapped the boy's buttocks. "Get dressed by yourself, you little scamp!" he goaded.

Mendes turned his head in surprise. He covered his backside to hide his shame.

Jack raised his chin and urged, "Put on your clothes."

Meanwhile, Rachel held Mendes's clothes in her hands, trying to hold herself back from laughing. To her surprise, Mendes listened to Jack and put the clothes on by himself.

Rachel would glance at Jack from time to time as they waited for Mendes to finish getting dressed. She never expected that he could make Mendes listen to him so easily.

Maybe Mendes understood that it would not do him well to trouble Jack because of his tough attitude.

Mendes was able to put on his shirt without asking for Rachel's help.

But when he began to put on his pants, he stumbled on the bed and couldn't get up. Rachel reached out her arm and held him. Jack supported the boy too.

Mendes struggled to put on his pants.

Watching Mendes get dressed was amusing, and Jack thought it was a lovely sight.

Mendes noticed that Jack was staring at him. "Are we going to sleep together? All three of us?" he asked.

Jack froze. He didn't know how to answer Mendes' question. Rachel felt awkward too. "I don't think so, Mendes," Jack said.

Why wouldn't Jack sleep next to them? There was nowhere else to sleep.

The guestrooms in the Fu family's house were all locked. Jonathan would not allow Rachel and Jack to sleep in different rooms.

When Jack and Rachel first slept in the same bed together, Jack was rather impatient.

Jack remembered what had smelled before. He smelled the same light fragrance from Rachel again. "Rachel, did you use perfume?" he asked.

"No, I didn't." Rachel was confused as to why Jack would ask her this question. If she remembered correctly, Jack had asked him this same question last time.

Mendes jumped into Rachel's arms and inhaled her scent. "It smells really good!" said the boy.

Rachel rubbed her nose against Mendes' forehead. She couldn't help but giggle at the child. The boy really knew how to flatter her.

"All right. I should go and try to find a place to get some sleep," said Jack.

Jack didn't find a place to sleep, and ultimately it led him back to the room.

The bed was wide enough for the three of them.

Mendes made himself comfortable. Rachel didn't even need to coax him.

Mendes did not even hesitate to ask them if he could sleep between them. Rachel immediately agreed because she didn't want this night to become more awkward than it already was. Sleeping next to Jack would become problematic for the two of them.

Jack stood beside the bed, refusing to lie down. He couldn't bring himself to sleep next to them.

"Why are you still standing there? Come sleep next to me," said Mendes.

With stiff arms and legs, Jack lifted the beddings and laid down next to Mendes.

Jack had always been stern and calm. He was the kind of man that could stay calm in a global market crisis. But something about this situation had turned him into a nervous wreck.

He had not felt this nervous for so long. It was as if he had just become a teenager again. He was so nervous it felt like it was his first time to be in bed next to a woman.

Jack closed his eyes and tried to keep the inexplicable thoughts and emotions clouding his head.

He tried to imagine himself being alone in the bed to distract him from his situation. Jack gradually calmed down as he tried to phase his breathing.

He was finally able to shake off his nerves and slowly fall asleep. Suddenly, someone blew on his ear, which made Jack get goose bumps.

Jack turned around and said through gritted teeth, "You..."

Rachel noticed that something was wrong. "What's the matter, Jack?" she whispered.

Mendes was silently giggling to himself. He was playing a prank on Jack, and he had just succeeded.

Rachel was afraid that if the boy did something again, he would infuriate Jack.

He might lose his patience and kick Mendes out of the bed.

Rachel reached out her hands and embraced Mendes.

"Okay, it's time for sleep, Mendes," she whispered.

Jack felt even more uncomfortable than he already was. He had thought it was Rachel who blew on his ear.

He decided to just close his eyes and breathe to calm himself down.

Right now, all he wanted was a good night's sleep.

Just when he thought he couldn't feel any worse, a hand reached all the way up his thigh. Jack tensed up immediately, but he knew whose fat little hand it was.

Jack gnashed his teeth in hatred. "What the hell are you doing?"