Now that Celia stayed in Rachel's apartment, Jack had less time to spend with Rachel.
When Jack called Michael and Marcus over, Michael couldn't help but tease him, "Now, why did the president of MK Group suddenly grace us with his presence? Shouldn't you be somewhere else? Perhaps coaxing a certain beauty?"
"Cut the crap, and just enjoy the wine. I'm paying the bill tonight." Jack poured them both a glass before sighing heavily. "Besides, even if I want to, I couldn't see her."
Marcus furrowed his eyebrows. "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"No. It's just a nurse is staying in Rachel's house. It wouldn't be convenient for me to go there." He looked up from the rim of his own glass. "She is the nurse you drove back home the other night."
Michael snorted as he slung his arm around the Jack's shoulder. "What is inconvenient about going there? Unless of course... you're going to make out with her."
He pushed Michael's hand off his shoulder. "I meant that it isn't inconvenient to chat! I'm not like you, you know."
"We're all men. You shouldn't be embarrassed about these things either way." Michael snorted, downing the red wine in his glass before slamming it back onto the table. When he glanced at the other side, he suddenly found himself fixated on a beautiful dark-haired woman who had just entered the bar. His eyes glinted as he whistled and stood up. "Enjoy yourselves, men. I'm afraid that I won't
niture. He sat on different beds from time to time to test the cushions and knocked on the cabinets from time to time. He was detailed enough to ask the shop assistant for their sizes and whatnot.
Michael frowned. "Do you really want that nurse to live in your house? You're really going to let her invade your private space like that?"
"Sooner or later."
Marcus glanced at the shop assistant. "I want this bed. Send it to my house."
"No problem." The shop assistant took the man's bank card and raced happily to the counter to arrange it all for him.
Michael sighed exasperatedly as he waved his hands up in the air. "Are you still the same man that I used to know? If you let the woman move in with you now, your freedom is over before you know it."
"You're overreacting." Jack snorted before gazing meaningfully at his friend. "Thank you, by the way."
"You're only thanking him because he's making things convenient for you." Michael snickered.
Jack threw his middle finger at his friend before shaking his head.
He already had a plan in his mind.
On the day when Celia moved out, Jack appeared at the doorstep right in time. When Rachel came out of the elevator, he grinned. "You should really consider giving me a key, so I don't have to wait by your doorstep."
"Why are you here?" She resisted the urge to yawn.
Celia had just moved to Marcus' house that day, so she was exhausted from helping her out.