While I was in the shower, Rory was putting on her makeup.
“How did lunch go with my dad?” I asked.
“It was nice. I think he really likes me now,” she replied.
“I know he likes you, Rory. What did you talk about?”
“Nothing much. Just small talk.”
“About what?” I asked as I turned off the water and slid the glass door open.
“He was just asking me about my childhood.”
She was lying and I knew it. I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked over to her, wrapping my arms around her waist and looking straight at her through the mirror.
“You would never lie to me, right?” I asked.
“Of course not, Ian,” she said with nervousness. She stared at me and I could see the sadness in her eyes. She turned around, looked at me, and then started to walk away. “I’m sorry, I can’t do this.”
“Do what, Rory?”
“Lie to you. I can’t. I love you too much to lie to you,” she said as she turned around and looked at me. “Ian, your dad is really sick.”
I cocked my head as I looked at her from across the bathroom. “What? What do you mean?”
“He told me not to tell you because he’s going to tell you when he has everything in order. He has stage four pancreatic cancer and it spread. I’m so sorry.”
I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her. “I already know, sweetheart.”
She pushed back. “What? How?”
“I just found out a couple of days ago. He’d been acting strange lately and he wasn’t looking well, so I had someone find out what was going on.” I put my hands on her face. “Thank you for telling me the truth when I asked you. You have no idea how much that meant to me,” I said as I kissed her warm lips.
She broke our kiss and looked at me with knitted eyebrows. “What the fuck, Ian? You knew and you didn’t even bother to share it with me?”
“Sweetheart, listen to me. I just found out the night he came over. I was going to tell you about it that night, but I saw the look on your face when you picked up the piece of paper from the floor.”
“You saw that?”
“Yes. I was on my way back into the room and I saw his reaction when you went to pick it up. Then, when he asked you to lunch, I found it odd and that was when I suspected he was going to tell you.”
“So basically, you waited to see if I’d lie to you or not?” she asked with an attitude.
“No, not really. But I did want to see if you’d tell me.”
Rory sighed and walked to the bedroom. “You really suck, Ian.”
“I’m sorry, sweetheart.”
“Do you have any idea how much it’s bothered me all day that your father put me in that position?”
I walked over to her and grabbed both her hands. “I’m sure it did bother you and he was wrong, but I’m so proud of you for telling me. I love you so much, Rory,” I said as I pulled her into me.
“I love you too. You’re not going to say anything to him, are you?”
“No. I’m just going to pretend I know nothing. I’m really upset about it. But we can talk about it later. We need to finish getting ready for the club.”
Rory
We met Andrew, Adalynn, and Daniel at the club. Andrew wanted to pick us up, but Ian told him that we’d all meet up there. We walked inside and, instantly, Andrew flagged us down. Ian had a tight grip on my hand as he led us to a booth.
“Hi, darling. You look amazing!” Adalynn said as she gave me a hug.
“So do you.” I smiled.
Andrew leaned over and gave me a light kiss on the cheek. “You look nice, Rory.”
I forced a small smile to amuse him as I said thank you. I said hello to Daniel with a kiss and we all sat down. Ian put his arm around me. It was almost as if he was letting everyone know I was his. He wasn’t thrilled with the short dress I was wearing. We, or should I say he, had a discussion about it before we left the house. Naturally, I won and he didn’t say another word about it. The music was loud and people were everywhere. Andrew ordered appetizers and had a round of drinks brought to the table every thirty minutes.
“Come on; let’s go dance!” Adalynn said with a grin.
“Do you want to come?” I asked Ian.
“No, you go ahead. I’ll just sit here and watch you.” He smiled.
Adalynn and I tore up the dance floor. I had a couple of drinks and I was feeling really relaxed. I caught Ian staring at me as I danced. He was biting his bottom lip and shaking his head. I was pretty sure he was turned on and so was I just by looking at him. After a couple of songs, Adalynn and I went back to the table and sat down. Ian already had another drink waiting for me.
“You looked amazing out there,” he whispered in my ear. “Wait until I get you home. In fact, we may not even make it until we get home,” he said as he grabbed my hand from underneath the table and put it on his hard cock.
I removed my hand and giggled as I kissed his lips.
“Okay, you two, that’s enough,” Andrew said. “It’s time for your birthday present. Follow me.”
We all got up and followed Andrew into a private room. There was a TV, two couches, a loveseat, and a couple of chairs.
“You sit in this chair, Ian.”
I looked at Ian and he shrugged his shoulders. I didn’t like this because I knew douchebag Andrew way too well. He was up to something. Whatever he had planned, I wasn’t going to let it bother me. He was doing it to hurt me.
Suddenly a tall, blonde-haired girl walked in, wearing a box. She was dressed as a present and had a bow on top of her head. She was wearing thigh-high black stockings and black high-heeled shoes. She walked over to Ian.
“Are you the birthday boy?” she asked.
“Yeah.” Ian smiled.
I sat there because I knew damn well she was a stripper. I glanced over at Andrew, who sat on the couch with a smirk on his face.
“I need you to unwrap me,” she said.
Ian didn’t hesitate as he took the bow off her head. I sat there with a raging fire inside me. A fire so hot that it was making my skin burn from inside.
She took the bow from him and stuck it on his head. Adalynn got up and sat down next to me.
“Don’t let it get to you,” she whispered.
“It already has,” I replied.
The stripper told Ian that he needed to finish unwrapping her by pulling down the zipper in the back. She turned around and he did.
“Now that you’ve unwrapped your present, it’s time to see what’s inside.” The stripper smiled.
She shimmied out the box only to reveal a black baby doll nightie that was fully opened in the front with a matching string up her ass. I looked over at Andrew and he was smiling at me. I shook my head as I glared at him. He threw back the rest of his drink.
The stripper gave Ian a lap dance and when she turned around, she grabbed his hands and planted them firmly on her ass. Ian looked at me and he knew how pissed I was. He immediately removed his hands from her. After her little dance, the stripper slowly stripped out of her nightie and shoved her tits in Ian’s face. That was the last straw as I bolted up from the couch and walked out of the room. I heard Ian yell my name. I was in tears as I ran down the hallway. I found the ladies’ room and stepped inside. A few moments later, the door opened, and when I looked over, Andrew was standing there with his hand on the knob.
“Get the fuck out of here!” I yelled.
“Rory, calm down. I came to apologize to you.”
“Where’s Ian?”
“I told him I’d come find you and bring you back.”
“You are an asshole. Now get the fuck out of here!” I yelled.
Andrew smiled at me as he started walking towards me. “Come on, Rory. We’re friends. You always forgive your friends.”
“WE.ARE.NOT.FRIENDS! I would never be friends with a scumbag like you.”