When she looked at him with those loving eyes, when she smiled at him and called him "Jack", when her hands wrapped around his neck and her sweet breath rushed into his nostrils, he felt as if he was intoxicated too.

"Looks like I shouldn't have said that I wouldn't touch you when you’re drunk," he murmured. This was the first time he would go back on his word, and it was all because of her.

He bent down and kissed her on the lips, so fondly and so lovingly.

He did not know how long the kiss lasted, but when he finally stopped, he found that she had fallen asleep again.

"She's so..." He was overcome with a rare feeling of helplessness. She was probably the only person in the world who could fall asleep after messing with him!

He stared fixedly at the woman in his arms. After a while, he sighed and covered her up with the blanket again. He then got out of bed and sat down next to her.

"You owe me one, okay?" he whispered, his voice drifting across the quiet house.

The little rent