Stuck in you

Chapter 23 Have You Got A Fever

Rachel looked at the direction he pointed to. They were just in a position to see the people that would come in and out of the restaurant. She noticed a beautiful woman in a white coat just behind the door, who stood tall and elegant as she asked the waiter.

A smile played at the corners of her mouth. She tilted her head a little and said, "Here she comes."

Following the waiter, Lea walked until familiar faces became recognizable. Her eyes almost glittered from excitement, she beckoned with joy.

Rachel's face brightened up with a warm smile, but Eric surprised her when he reacted more intensely than she did. He stood up when Lea came close and gave her a warm hug.

Lea stood still for a second, almost frozen. Her eyes widened from the shock. But she recovered quickly and hugged him back. Eric said to her flatteringly, "Beautiful Lea, how come you become more and more beautiful?"

Lea's mood brightened up entirely after she heard Eric's compliments. She patted him on the head and said, "You are so sweet, young man."

"That's what he says when he sees beautiful women," Rachel butted in to give Eric a hard time.

Eric, who was caught off guard, protested, "Rachel! How can you say that?"

"Alright, alright!" Lea tried to mediate the two. "Oh please! I enjoy hearing our handsome young man praise me. Rachel, give me a hug."

Rachel smirked a little and stood up to hug the woman with open arms.

"Welcome back!"

It had been months since Lea left.

Although it was the first day of her holiday, her heart was not something that could be satisfied with just a meal.

After dinner, Lea didn't wait long to take them to a bar.

Rachel didn't like these kinds of places very much, but Lea and Eric preferred a lively place. She didn't have any option left but to go with them.

In Rachel's eyes, it seemed like all the bars were the same. Even the atmosphere was similar in all of them, except for the decorations.

After they entered the door, waves of rock and roll music that had flooded the room welcomed them. The deeper they got inside the bar, the crazier the vibrations became. Even the air shivered with music from inside out.

Lea was so thrilled that she almost cried out. The bar was so lively that it seemed like some festival.

Rachel tucked her hands inside her pockets and followed them silently. Her eyes wandered and a cold expression isolated her from the crowd.

If she was ice, then Lea was fire. Strangely, the two were best friends.

Lea belonged in such a place. She let her hair down, which was tied up in a ponytail. Eric was dazzled while he watched her take her coat off that revealed a stunning black vest.

His eyes carefully watched her from the bare shoulders to her breasts, and down to her fair and flat stomach.

And then she walked gracefully in front of him. Her slim and well-defined waist resembled a fairy's. Eric fought the urge to throw himself at her. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

When she looked at him with her eyes, every cell in his body trembled and begged to make out with her, but he didn't dare to.

Lea turned her head back, her hair angled in a flawless arc. She smiled as if to say that she was ready to party, then handed Rachel her coat.

She put a hand on her lips and blew Rachel a kiss. She winked at her and said, "Babe, I'll leave my coat in your care."

Rachel pursed her lips, holding Lea's coat. On the other side, Lea was on the bar counter. She waited for the waiter to attend to her, and when he did, she pulled herself closer to his ear and asked for a seat.

The waiter nodded and walked forward to help them find a seat. He beckoned them to follow him.

Rachel followed them as she looked at the distant lights. The more they went inside, the more the vibration overwhelmed them.

The music was loud, the crowd was wild, the lights were crazy, and the dim spaces that the lights passed occasionally were the best protection for all of the people.

They went through the crowd of beautiful ladies that did not seem to tire from all of their dances. When the waiter stopped to walk and beckoned them to their seat, they thanked him before they sat down.

But as they rolled through the crowd, Lea and Rachel caught the attention of other people in the bar that whistled to them. People were very thrilled and enthusiastic. The night was warm and wild, but Rachel wasn't.

Rachel's job probably had something to do with her attitude. She didn't like to be on such occasions where alcohol put them together like a pack of wild animals.

The scent of perfume filled the room. It looked smaller than it really was because everything was compressed. The awful sight looked like a virus in Rachel's eyes.

Knowing the fact that Rachel would not enjoy as she would, Lea specially asked for a quieter corner. It didn't matter to her that Rachel wouldn't dance and party, but the fact the Rachel was there to be with her made her happy already.

Rachel wouldn't do anything she didn't like for anyone else's sake, but Lea was an exception.

They went into the bar right after dinner, so when the waiter gave them the menu and asked for their order, they didn't consider to add any more dishes but drinks.

Rachel asked Lea to order for them. In high spirits, Lea happily joined the waiter to look at the menu and the alcohol list.

Rachel put Lea's coat on the sofa, but when she turned her back, her attentive eyes passed Eric. His eyes were very bright under the dim light. Rachel was surprised, so she reached her hand reflectively and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

She was surprised even more when she touched Eric. "Have you got a fever?"

Eric took her hand embarrassedly and said, "No..."

"No? Come on, let me check." Rachel refused to pull her hand back. So before Eric could say anything else, she touched his forehead and frowned in confusion, "It's not hot."

Lea, who had finished ordering drinks, came back to their company and saw their reactions. She asked, "What's the matter?"

Eric was startled and shocked. He immediately pulled Rachel's hand off his face. His eyes inadvertently glanced over Lea, and suddenly, his face burned even more. He answered, "Nothing."

Lea didn't catch his eyes on her, but Rachel did. Rachel tried to grasp the situation. She looked at Lea and admired her for a bit before she realized what was going on with Eric.

Rachel decided to pull back and rubbed her nose in amusement. She wanted to laugh at Eric for being shy.

Eric was utterly embarrassed. He didn't expect Lea to be this fit and sexy.

The ladies were never quiet since the wine and snacks came. They just wouldn't let a silent second pass by. Lea even leaned closer to Rachel to have a more tolerable conversation in the midst of the chaotic room.

They talked about the things Lea encountered while she flew around the world and the exotic bars she liked. She thought that the quiet country pubs in Germany were not for her.

Lea loved the hustle and bustle. As soon as this remark came out, Eric agreed with her.

Lea and Eric couldn't sit still any longer, so they stood up together to dance. Rachel was left alone.

Lea jumped in the crowd like a fish in the sea, and Eric, who totally forgot his scar, couldn't even remember how he was pressed on a bar floor by Jack's people just ten days ago. He almost lost his hand.

He was having a good time.

Rachel, on the other hand, stayed in her seat silently. But no matter how cold she was, she couldn't prevent others when they took the initiative to come up and talk to her.

The girl was as pure as a lotus flower. This impression flashed in his mind when a man came over. He was stunned when he saw Rachel's pretty face.

At first, he thought that he was specially dressed in this style to attract men like him. The women in the bar were dressed innocently, but they would flirt with almost man in there.

The man watched her for a while, and it turned out that Rachel had sat there for a long time without moving. She was just there, concentrated on her phone.

'What's wrong with her? Who comes to a bar to play on her phone?' he thought before he picked up his glass and approached Rachel.

Rachel, who was focused on her mobile phone with a lowered head, felt someone sit beside her, right when she was just about to pass the level of the game. She lifted her head and saw a stranger next to her.

She instinctively said, "Sir, you are in the wrong seat."

The man smiled charmingly, raised his hand for a toast, and confidently answered, "Miss, I just want to get to know you."

"Sorry. I want to be alone." Rachel's eyebrows deepened. Her tone was almost irritated, but she forced a smile.

The man blinked as if he didn't get what Rachel just said. He looked dangerous to her, and she hated the way he looked at her.

He didn't go anywhere. He sat there with a smile and he just looked at Rachel, amused. He asked, "Aren't you bored sitting here alone?"

Rachel's displeasure was obvious. "I'm sorry. You can just go and look for other people that would want to talk. I want to be alone."

The man scoffed at her judgingly. He lifted his glass in annoyance and said, "You're in a bar full of people, and yet you want to be alone?"