Rachel was stunned, and a strange feeling came over her. She stopped in front of her door and turned around. "Are you sure? Do you know what you are talking about right now?"
"I'm sure," Jack replied in a low voice. "I'm not completely drunk. I can still get home on my own."
For a moment, Rachel squinted at Jack, whose tall figure and handsome face were illuminated by the dim light in the room.
But in the end, she didn't know what a drunk man looked like, so she just accepted his words without thinking too much.
Jack had thought a lot about what to say to Rachel, but now that he was here in front of her, he was tongue-tied. Finally, after a long pause, he said, "About what happened today..."
As soon as Rachel heard these words, her face changed. She coughed in embarrassment and cut in before he could continue. "What happened today was my fault..."
"Hush," Jack said, silencing her with his finger on her lips. "Stop talking and listen to me first." His voice sounded so steady that Rachel was not sure whether he was really drunk or not.
Nevertheless, she was curious about what he wanted to say, so she just kept silent and waited for him to speak.
Instead of withdrawing his hand, Jack cupped her cheek and gently rubbed her lips with his thumb. Rachel shifted slightly under his touch, feeling goose bumps run up her arms.
Just before she lost her patience, Jack pulled his hand back and whispered, "Sorry. Your lips..."
Rachel swallowed hard as her racing heartbeat finally settled down. 'Isn't he drunk?' she wondered in conf
ht to stay pissed off at him. Well done!"
Rachel had curled her lips and murmured, "I'm not that narrow-minded."
"Okay. You doctors are so honest and loving," Michael had replied, but his voice had been dripping with sarcasm.
"That's why I have to ask you to take care of Jack tonight. Don't worry, he won't do anything crazy when he gets drunk.
But you have to keep your eye on him in case he sleepwalks in the middle of the night."
After that, Michael had hung up, leaving Rachel feeling more confused than ever. She had heard about drunk people getting up to all kinds of antics, but she had never heard of them sleepwalking before.
She didn't know how to deal with it, but she knew that it could be dangerous. If he suddenly got up in the middle of the night and went out,
who would take responsibility for him?
Rachel sighed as she looked at the drunk man in her bed. Then, she took a wet towel and wiped his face and his hands with it.
The whole time, Jack stayed completely still, letting her take care of him. Even if she was rough with him, he would still pretend to be fast asleep, but luckily, Rachel's movements were soft and gentle.
After cleaning his face, Rachel went back into the bathroom to wash the towel. It was only then that Jack opened his eyes with a faint smile on his lips. Then, he closed them again and waited for her to come out.
There was still a slight buzz in his head from the alcohol, and he couldn't get Rachel out of his mind. The seductive scent from her body was something that he could barely resist.