I turned around and saw the one woman with the long, blonde hair tap Ian on the shoulder.

“Excuse me. Could you please take a picture of me and my friend?” she asked.

“Sure, no problem.” Ian smiled.

I watched him take her phone as the two women smiled and he took their picture.

“Thank you so much.” She giggled.

She took her phone back and I thought she pulled up the picture to look at it. She smiled and turned her phone around for Ian and Connor to see.

“You take great pictures,” she said as she showed them a picture of her tits.

Connor and Ian both smiled. “I don’t think we took that picture,” Connor said.

“Oops, wrong one. Sorry.” She smiled.

Ellery and I both smacked Connor and Ian on the arm. “What a whore,” I said.

The blonde looked at me. “Excuse me? Who are you calling a whore?”

Ian grabbed my hand as Connor grabbed Ellery’s. I turned around and ignored her, but it didn’t last when she continued to speak.

“I said, who are you calling a whore?”

“We can take her down together,” Ellery said to me.

“Rory, let it go,” Ian whispered.

I stared the blonde right in the eyes. “Next time you want to show off your tits to a guy, make sure they aren’t with their girls. Okay? Because we women have a code. You know the code that says we won’t try to steal another woman’s man? We women have to stick together and follow that. How would you like it if you were with your husband or boyfriend and someone did that to you? You’d be pissed, right? Well, am I right?”

The blonde sighed and nodded her head. “Yeah, I’d be pissed. I’m sorry. I really am.”

“I appreciate your apology. Enjoy your dinner,” I said as I turned around.

The hostess called our name and we were seated at our booth. I slid in and Ian slid next to me. He leaned over and kissed my head.

“You’re amazing. I just wanted you to know that.” He smiled.

“I would have ripped her head off,” Ellery said.

“Yes, she would have.” Connor nodded.

“You’re a classy woman, Rory.” Ellery smiled at me.

“She sure is,” Ian said as he put his arm around me.

Denny dropped Ian and me off at our hotel and we said our goodbyes to Connor and Ellery. I hugged Ellery and told her to give Julia a big kiss for me. She smiled and told me to call her. After I hugged Connor, and Ian said his goodbyes, he helped me out of the limo and we made our way to the elevator. Ian pushed the button and, as we waited for the door to open, he pulled me into him and kissed me on the head. When I looked up at him and smiled, it seemed like everything for which I was mad at him earlier was gone. It was the little things he did that made me swoon over him. The elevator doors opened and we took it up to our room. As soon as Ian unlocked the door and we walked into the room, my phone chimed. I pulled it from my purse and smiled as I read a text message from Andre.

“How is my beautiful American girl?”

“I’m good. How is my sexy French man?”

“The sexy French man is good. I was just checking in with you. Talk to you soon.”

“Really, Rory?” Ian said.

I set my phone on the table and looked at Ian. “What?”

“It seems to me that you’re flirting with the French guy.”

“Are you jealous, Mr. Braxton?” I asked as I bit my bottom lip and began unbuckling his belt.

“Jealous of a man with an accent? Never.” He smiled as lifted my shirt over my head.

“You’re not even a little jealous that the sexy French man sent me a text?” I said as I took down his pants.

“You’ll know when I’m jealous, sweetheart,” he said as he leaned in and kissed my neck while he unhooked my bra.

I gasped as his hands cupped my breasts. “How will I know?” I said with bated breath as I stroked his hard cock.

He moaned. “I’ll do this.” He pushed me up against the wall. “Then I’ll do this.” He ripped my panties right off of me.

I was excited and my heart was pounding in anticipation.

“Then I’ll do this.” He plunged two fingers inside me. “Then I’ll do this.” He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with his other hand. “Then I’ll do this,” he said as he removed his fingers and pushed himself deep inside me, banging my ass against the wall with each thrust.

He brought my leg up around his waist and held onto me tight. I wrapped my other leg around him as he held me up with one hand and the other still had my wrists pinned to the wall. He was so strong. He thrust in and out of me as growls escaped from deep within his chest. Each thrust was harder and longer than the one before. I was out of breath and the last thrust inside me sent my body into pure bliss as he pushed me over the edge and into an amazing orgasm. My body shuddered as did his as he released himself inside me, spilling into me every last drop of pleasure he had in him. He moaned as he finished off and then buried his face into my neck.

“Yes, I’m jealous,” he whispered.

He let go of my wrists and I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight. He carried me to the bedroom, still buried deep inside me and laid me down on the bed. He hovered over me and stared into my eyes.

“You’re mine and don’t ever forget it,” he said.

“How can I when you fuck me like that?”

He smiled as he leaned down and kissed me on the lips.

Ian

We boarded the plane and took our seats in first class. I always let Rory have the window seat because she said it calmed her to look at the clouds. I sat there, thinking about what my father said about his plane. There was no need for him to buy a new one because there was nothing wrong with the one he had. It wasn’t like him just to buy things like that.

“You look like you’re in deep thought.” Rory smiled as she took hold of my hand.

“I was just thinking about my father and him buying a new plane. It’s just odd to me.”

“Why? The man can afford it,” she said.

“I know he can, but that’s not the point. The plane he has now is practically brand new. It’s only a few years old. It’s just out of character for him.”

“Well, maybe Richard is having a change of heart about things. He was very nice to me that night he came over, for the first time ever.”

“I’m happy he’s finally warming up to you. He has no choice, really,” I said as I brought her hand to my lips. Did you enjoy New York, sweetheart?”

“I did. Thank you for taking me.” She smiled.

One of the many things I loved about Rory was the fact that she was always thanking me for things. She didn’t expect anything from me except my love, and I knew Andrew was dead wrong about her.

“You’re welcome. There are going to be many more trips in our future. I’m going to show you the world, Rory Sinclair. Just the two of us.” I smiled.

She smiled back and rested her head on my shoulder. I rested my head on hers and closed my eyes, remembering our day yesterday, when it was just her and me spending the day touring New York City. She was so excited about everything; like a big kid. She fell in love with the art museum and, of course, all the shopping we did. We were only interrupted by Adalynn a couple of times when she was face timing Rory and showing her maid of honor dresses that she liked. I made a comment and she told me to shut up. I loved Adalynn and nothing pleased me more than her and Rory becoming best friends. Rory needed someone like Adalynn in her life. I lifted my head and so did Rory. She looked at me and then leaned over and gave me a kiss.

“I love you,” she said.

“I love you.” I smiled.

Those words. Those three words that I never spoke to anyone except to my mother when I was just a child. Those three words that meant nothing to me and had no meaning. My mother had told me she loved me every day, but she left and never came back. As far as I was concerned, she showed me that those words didn’t have any meaning. But, when I almost lost Rory, I found that those three words meant everything to me.