Trapped In Lace

Before Jack could finish his sentence, Rachel spat, "Don't mention it again!"

Her face turned red and she heaved in frustration.

A while ago, he suddenly leaned over to her. Shocked by his sudden movement, she stood up instinctively.

Before she could do anything, Jack lifted his hand and pushed her down to the sofa.

Rachel was stunned. Unmoving, she lay on the sofa and looked up at him. "What do you want? Mmmph..."

Not finishing her sentence, Jack lowered his head and placed his lips on hers. He had imagined this happening so many times in his dreams.

The moment their lips pressed against each other, Rachel pushed him away.

Like a frightened rabbit, she almost jumped up.

Subconsciously, she covered her mouth with her hands, tried to remain calm. "What are you doing?"

Jack didn't know what had gotten over him. He wasn't even planning to do that.

He forced himself to sit up straight, placing his hands in his pockets, pretending to be calm.

The back of his ears were flaming red, betraying his calm expression. Rachel looked at his face, not knowing the embarrassment he felt inside.

Her mind was in a mess, like a time bomb.

She could still feel the warmth of his lips.

She put dow

." The girl got their attention after greeting them.

Jack turned his head, his face darkening for a moment. With a realization, he asked, "Are you on duty today?"

She nodded and took the rag away. "Yes, it's done. I'm going out now."

"Okay, thank you."

She then nodded towards Rachel and said, "This customer seems to have been waiting here for a long time."

Both of Jack and Austin turned around. Austin's face contorted and he stole a glance at Jack. He wore an awkward look.

Austin couldn't help but giggle inwardly. He was curious to know how Jack was going to introduce Rachel.

Jack looked a little embarrassed. "This is my..."

His voice trailed off. 'Should I say she's my wife or friend?'

However, since he didn't answer her question, the girl just assumed that she was his friend.

She took a look at Rachel and smiled awkwardly. She scratched her head with her hand and apologized, "I'm sorry. I thought you were one of the customers."

Rachel giggled to brush off the misunderstanding. How had Jack recruited such a muddled girl to work in the company?

Seeing that there was an awkward silence, the girl cleaned up her supplies and scurried out of the door. "Excuse me, I'll be leaving now."