Текст книги "When I Lie With You"

Автор книги: Sandi Lynn

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Chapter 29

Ian and Rory

It was finally Adalynn’s wedding day. I rolled over and found that Ian was still asleep. As I lay there and watched him, I couldn’t stop thinking about our baby. This should have been the happiest moment of my life, but it wasn’t. I should have been able to share the news with him, knowing that he’d be excited, but he wouldn’t be, so I couldn’t. I loved this man so much and I wanted him to be excited about our baby. Ian had grown so much as a boyfriend, lover, and best friend since I met him, and I honestly didn’t know what I would do without him. He opened his eyes and saw me staring at him.

“Good morning, sweetheart. Is something wrong?”

I wanted to tell him that everything was wrong, but I just smiled and said no.

“I was just watching you sleep. You looked so peaceful and sexy.”

He reached out his arms and pulled me on top of him. “Let’s have a good morning fuck.” He smiled. “You can tell that I’m already hard.”

“You’re always hard when you wake up.” I laughed.

“That’s because I spend the entire night dreaming that I’m fucking you.”

I giggled as he tickled me and when he rolled me on my back and hovered over me. “Yes?” he asked.

“Yes.” I smiled.

We ended up making love twice. I didn’t want to get out of bed and, apparently, neither did he because he called Charles and had him bring us up breakfast in bed. I started to feel nauseous and I ran to the bathroom.

“Rory, what’s wrong?”

“Nerves, Ian.”

“You’re throwing up because you’re nervous about the wedding?”

“Yes. I’m very nervous about it.”

I wiped my mouth and climbed back in bed. Ian was eating his omelet. I was trying so hard not to throw up again. He handed me a piece of toast.

“Here, maybe this will make you feel better.”

“Thanks, honey.” I smiled as I took it from his hand. I took tiny bites and managed to keep it down. I got up from the bed and threw on some yoga pants and a t-shirt. I had to meet Adalynn and the other girls at the hair salon for hair and makeup. I leaned over and when I went to kiss Ian goodbye, he pulled back.

“What?”

“Did you brush your teeth?”

“Of course I brushed my teeth. You know what? You’re not getting a kiss. Goodbye, Ian.”

As I went to walk away, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me on the bed. “Get over here and kiss me.” He smiled as his mouth smashed into mine.

“I will see you later at the church.” I smiled.

“See you later, sweetheart.”

Ian

I stood next to Daniel at the altar. The church was filled with people: family, friends, and acquaintances.

“Are you nervous?” I asked him.

“Nah. I can’t wait to make Adalynn my wife.” He smiled.

The minister stepped onto the altar and asked Daniel if he was ready. He nodded and the music started to play. The first girl down the aisle was Rory. My God, did she look gorgeous. I felt myself getting hard just looking at her. Her hair was done in an elegant up-do with cascading curls. She smiled at me when she saw me looking at her. She took her place across from me and I winked at her. We watched as a couple of the other girls walked down the aisle and Adalynn followed behind. I looked at Daniel and he was beaming from ear to ear. Adalynn looked beautiful and so happy. I looked over at Rory as she watched her walk down the aisle. She didn’t look nervous anymore; she looked excited. Her eyes were full of light.

When the ceremony ended and we walked up the aisle, I kissed Rory’s cheek and told her how beautiful she looked.

“You look amazing and incredibly gorgeous.” I smiled.

“So do you in that tuxedo. In fact, I’m incredibly horny right now,” she whispered in my ear.

“Ugh, Rory, stop. Because I’m going to have to take you in the bathroom over there and fuck you right in this church.”

“Down boy.” She smiled.

After taking endless pictures in the courtyard, the bridal party gathered in the limo and we headed to the beach for more pictures before the reception started. When Rory and I were done being photographed, we climbed in the back of my limo and headed to the reception. I opened a bottle of champagne for us and poured some in a glass for Rory.

Rory

Ian handed me the glass of champagne and I didn’t know what to do. I had to think of something quick. He held up his glass to mine.

“To a beautiful day, a beautiful woman, and the love of my life.”

Oh God, what am I going to do, I thought to myself. I smiled as we clanked our glasses. He took a drink. I didn’t.

“What’s wrong? Why aren’t you drinking your champagne?” he asked.

Shit. I was going to have to dodge these questions all night. “I haven’t eaten anything. Remember, I wasn’t feeling well this morning? I don’t want to drink and take the chance of becoming tipsy before we even make it to the reception. Once we get there and I eat, then I’ll have a couple of drinks.” I smiled.

“I don’t like you not eating, Rory. It’s not healthy.”

“I’m not doing it on purpose. I just wasn’t feeling well this morning. You know, I was really nervous.”

“Can I kiss you?” he asked with a smile.

“Yes. Why are you asking?”

“Because I don’t want to mess up your pretty lips.”

“Oh, well in that case, you can kiss right here,” I said as I point to the side of my neck.

“Even better.” He smiled.

We arrived at the Beverly Hills Hotel, where the wedding reception was taking place. Our limo was amongst a line of limos at the curb. Ian climbed out first and then took my hand and helped me out. We walked arm in arm into the beautiful hotel and headed straight to the room where the reception was. The décor was beautiful. In fact, the entire room was stunning. This was where everyone’s wedding should be held.

“Wow. This is beautiful,” I said.

“Yeah. It is pretty nice.”

The way Ian said that was almost as if he was saying “Don’t get any ideas.” The wait staff was walking around with trays of appetizers. Ian grabbed a couple and handed them to me.

“Here, sweetheart, eat these. I’m going to go get us a couple of drinks.”

A few moments later, Ian came back with a glass of wine and handed it to me. I brought the glass to my lips and pretended to sip the wine. It went as far as my lips. Ian smiled and then we were interrupted by the announcer announcing that Adalynn and Daniel had arrived. Everyone clapped and cheered as they walked in. Adalynn walked over to me and took me by the arm.

“Excuse us, gentlemen, but I need to talk to Rory for a moment.” She smiled.

We stepped a few feet away so the guys couldn’t hear us.

“What are you doing with that drink?”

“Ian won’t stop pushing alcohol on me and I think he’s getting suspicious.”

“Just play along for now and when you get a chance, dump it somewhere. In fact, give me that glass.”

She drank more than half of it and handed it back to me. “There, now maybe he’ll stop.” She smiled.

We walked back to where they were engaging in conversation and Ian put his arm around me. Adalynn and Daniel went and greeted their guests while we took our place at the bridal table. After an amazing and delicious dinner, it was time for the dances to begin. First Adalynn and Daniel danced and then it was my and Ian’s turn.

“I love dancing with you,” he whispered in my ear.

“And I love dancing with you.” I smiled.

“Are you excited to go to Walla Walla?”

“Yes, I am. I can tell you’re excited too,” I replied.

“I sure am. I think it’s going to be an amazing business opportunity.”

“I bet it will be, honey,” I said.

The dance was over and I was feeling exhausted. I guess that’s what being pregnant does to you. A couple of hours later, Ian looked at his watch and asked me if I was ready to go. We kissed Adalynn and Daniel goodbye and headed to the airport. We were only going to be gone a couple of days because Ian had to get back to watch over Prim while Adalynn was on her honeymoon. We boarded the plane and I lay across Ian’s lap on the couch.

“What a beautiful wedding,” I said.

“I guess. If you get into that sort of thing.”

“What do you mean? It was perfect.”

“Yeah, it was nice, Rory,” he said as he played with a few strands of my hair. “Let’s not talk about the wedding anymore. You look really tired. Why don’t you try and get some sleep?”

I closed my eyes as he lightly rubbed my forehead. How was I going to tell him that we were going to have a baby? He didn’t want kids and he certainly didn’t want anything to do with marriage.

Ian

Our plane finally landed at the Walla Walla Regional Airport. I grabbed our bags and we climbed into the car that was waiting to take us to the hotel. Once we arrived, I set our bags down and we climbed into the king-sized bed to get some sleep before touring Nocking Point Wines in a few hours.

The buzzing alarm had Rory in an uproar.

“Ian, turn that damn thing off!” she exclaimed as she put the pillow over her head.

I reached over and shut it off and then turned back to Rory, who still had the pillow covering her.

“Sweetheart, why are you yelling?”

“Because I’m tired and that alarm was annoying me! Why do we have to set an alarm? Why can’t we just wake up when we want to?”

“Because people are expecting us. They’re waiting for us.”

She threw the pillow at me and got out of bed. “Well, you’re stupid for scheduling this right after Adalynn’s wedding. I’m tired.”

I looked at her and shook my head. I didn’t know where this was coming from. Rory never acted like this. “Sweetheart, calm down.”

“I’m sorry, Ian. I’m just tired,” she said as she stared out the window.

“You’ve been really tired lately. I hate to say this, but I think you may be depressed. I mean with everything that has happened over the past couple of months, it’s understandable. Maybe you should schedule an appointment with Dr. Neil when we get back.”

She walked over to the bed, climbed in, and snuggled against me. “Yeah, maybe I will.”

I kissed her head and told her to go back to sleep while I showered and got dressed. She didn’t have any problem with it as she rolled over and instantly fell asleep.

Chapter 30

Rory

Ian kept handing me little cups of wine to try on our tour. I would take it and, when he wasn’t looking, I’d pour it on the ground.

“What did you think of that one, sweetheart?”

“It was great!” I smiled.

“Really¸ Rory? Because it was very bitter. You didn’t taste it, did you? In fact, have you tasted any of the wine I gave you?”

Shit…shit…shit…What was I going to do? I couldn’t lie to him; he’d know. He was already suspicious.

“No, Ian. I didn’t taste it,” I replied as I walked away. There was nothing but orchards and open fields.

“Why not? You’ve been acting really strange the past few days. At first, I thought it was the wedding. But the wedding’s over and you’re acting crazier than ever. What the fuck is going on with you, Rory?” he yelled.

“Nothing is going on with me. I just don’t want any wine. Is that okay? Is it a sin not to want any? Jesus Christ, Ian, get off my back.”

“Don’t talk to me like that,” he said as he lightly took hold of my arm. Whatever you’re hiding, you better tell me right now.”

“You want me to tell you right here? In front of people? Okay, Ian. I’m pregnant!” I exclaimed as I threw my hands up in the air. He stood there and stared at me. His eyes went dead. “That’s right, you’re going to be a father. We’re having a baby.”

The blank look on his face scared me. “We’ll talk about this later,” he said as he turned away from me.

Why did I feel like this was the end of my life? I knew his reaction wasn’t going to be good, and I hadn’t even experienced his full reaction yet. A few moments later, he walked over to me and told me that we were leaving. I got into the car and he took off like a maniac. He wasn’t saying a word to me about it, so I guessed he was going to wait until we got back to the hotel room. I was already a nervous wreck as it was and it intensified when we pulled into the hotel. Ian threw the car in park and got out. He just went right into the hotel. He didn’t open the door for me or even wait. Asshole. He was kind enough to hold the elevator doors open until I got in.

“Gee, thanks. You should’ve just gone up without me.”

He shot me a dirty look. He inserted the key card into the door and walked inside. As soon as the door shut, he put his hands on his hips and turned around and looked at me.

“How the fuck did this happen?” he instantly yelled.

“Gee, Ian. I wonder. When two people have sex—”

“Stop being a smart ass. I’m talking about your birth control. Did you just throw it away?”

Now I was angry. How dare he! “I forgot to take a pill here and there since Stephen died. I thought if I doubled up the next day, I’d be safe.”

“Well, you thought wrong, didn’t you? Fuck, Rory, I told you that I don’t want kids, period! How could you not be more careful!” he screamed.

That was it, the gloves were coming off now and I wasn’t holding back. There was no way in hell I was going to let him talk to and treat me that way.

“ME? What about you? You made this baby too. I didn’t do it by myself. I’m sorry that my brother passed away and I’m sorry that you found my father. I’m sorry that I had so much going on in my head that I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown that I didn’t remember my pill every day.”

He turned away from me and looked out the window. “Answer me one question. Did you get pregnant on purpose?”

“Fuck you, Ian,” I said as I grabbed my purse and stormed out the door. His question hurt me more than anything that was said. I couldn’t believe that he thought so little of me that he would think I would get pregnant on purpose. To be honest, a baby was the last thing I wanted right now. The timing was horrible, but it happened and I was dealing with it. I stormed out of the hotel and didn’t know where the fuck I was going. I sat down on a bench just outside the hotel. I pulled my phone from my purse and sent Adalynn a text message.

“He knows and he’s pissed as hell. We got into a huge fight and he accused me of getting pregnant on purpose.”

“Don’t listen to him, Rory. He’s upset right now and he’s going to say things he doesn’t mean. Do you want me to talk to him?”

“No. I don’t want you or Daniel involved. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Take care and don’t stress. It’s not good for the baby.”

The baby. I placed my hands on my stomach and looked down. I had to think about my baby. Just like I always had to think about Stephen.

“I thought you took off. It wouldn’t have surprised me,” Ian said as he had our bags in his hand. “Let’s go. The plane is waiting for us.”

I got up and followed him to a limo that was waiting for us at the curb. I slid in the back and Ian climbed in next to me. He didn’t sit close to me like he always did. I needed to fix this. I needed to talk to him, but I didn’t know if it was a good time or if I should wait and let him cool down.

“I’m sorry this happened. I’m sorry to have put you in such a position to make you hate me.”

“I don’t hate you, Rory. Don’t ever say that again.”

“I know you don’t want to talk about it, but we have to. This is our child, our baby; a human being that we both created out of love,” I said as I reached over and touched his hand.

He pulled away. “I was very specific when I told you that I never wanted children. I relied on you to prevent that from happening. I take care of you. I give you everything you need and you can’t even do one simple thing for me.”

Those words were like a dagger that just stabbed me in the heart and killed me. Instantly, I felt dead. My eyes filled with tears and there was nothing I could do to stop them. They fell down my face and Ian looked over at me.

“I’m sorry, Rory, but that’s how I feel.”

I turned my body towards the window and cried until we got on the plane. He sat in the front, and I sat in the back. I didn’t want to be anywhere near him. I needed to make him see that this baby was the best thing that happened to us. I was curled up in the seat, looking out at the clouds, when Ian came over to me.

“How long have you known?” he asked sternly.

“I found out two days before Adalynn’s wedding.”

“The day you came home and you’d been crying and you told me it was because of Stephen.”

“Yep, that’s the day.”

“Why didn’t you tell me right away?” he asked.

“Gee, Ian. Look at your reaction. Do you think for once second I was going to let you ruin Adalynn’s wedding?”

“I knew something was up with you, but to be honest, I never suspected you were pregnant,” he said as he sat down next to me. “We need to have a serious talk. I’m not father material. I can’t raise a child. I don’t want to raise a child.”

“Then I’m letting you off the hook.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he said.

“Exactly what I said. Now go away because I don’t want to talk to you right now.”

He got up and went back to his seat. The plane landed and Joshua was waiting for us at the gate. I walked way ahead of Ian and Joshua knew something was up.

“How was your trip?” he asked.

“I’m pregnant and Ian’s pissed and doesn’t want it. Does that answer your question?”

“Rory!” Ian yelled.

We climbed in the back of the limo and it took everything I had in me not to break down and cry. “Why the hell would you say that to Joshua?” he said through gritted teeth.

“It’s the truth. Did you want me to lie to him? Oh wait, that’s right, I do lie and I do things on purpose just to piss you off.”

“That is enough! Do you understand me, Rory?”

“I understand you loud and clear, Ian!”

I turned and faced the window. “Rory,” he said in a lowered voice. “I need time. You know my thoughts about kids and I just can’t let you think that I’m happy about this. I’m not happy about it at all. Our entire lives are going to change. I wanted us to be a couple together with no one else to worry about. I want you alone and all to myself. I don’t want to be responsible for another human being. Sweetheart, I’m only being honest with you and I hope you can understand.”

I wiped the single lonely tear that fell from my eye. It represented how I felt, alone. He hoped that I understood. It was the cycle of my life starting all over again, but now I was the adult and going through what my mother did. I needed to be strong for my baby. He could hurt me a thousand times over, but I wouldn’t let him hurt our child. I turned my head and looked at him directly in the eyes.

“I know how you feel, but I will never understand. So, I hope you can understand that.”

He looked at me and then turned his head and looked out the window as we pulled into the driveway. I opened the door, ran up the stairs, and went into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I sat down on the toilet, where I brought my knees up to my chest and cupped my face in my hands. I cried as quietly as I could.

Chapter 31

Ian

I took our bags up to the bedroom and then went down to my study. I couldn’t believe Rory was pregnant. To be honest, I couldn’t explain how I felt. I guess you could say confused and angry. I didn’t want kids. I wasn’t dad material; never was and never would be. I took in a deep breath and dialed my dad. I just needed to talk to him for a minute.

“Hello, son,” he answered.

“Hey, Dad. How are you? I asked with a lump in my throat.

“I’m okay. How was the winery?”

I leaned back in my chair. “It was eventful.” I didn’t want to tell him about Rory because if I actually talked about it, then it made it real, and I didn’t want it to be real.

“Something happen?”

“No. It was fine. It was a good business decision and I’m happy I went with it.”

“Good. You’re a smart man. I had no doubt that you’d make the right decision.”

The right decision. If he only knew how I felt about Rory being pregnant.

“Ian? Are you still there, son?”

“Yeah, Dad. I’m sorry. I have a lot on my mind.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked. “Are you and Rory okay?”

“We’re fine. Listen, I just called to see how you were and to let you know we were back. Let’s have dinner next week if you’re up to it,” I said.

“Sure, I would like that.”

“Good. I’ll call you. Have a good night, Dad.”

“You too, son,” he replied before I ended the call.

I set my phone down on the desk and leaned back in my chair. I thought about Rory and how fucked up all of this was. I needed a drink. I walked over to the bar and poured myself a glass of bourbon and looked at it before I threw it down the back of my throat. I sighed as I poured another. Like the first, I threw that one back as well and slammed the glass down on the bar. It had been a couple of hours since I’d seen Rory. I was sure she was sleeping. I hurt her and I hurt her bad. She had the same look in her eyes that she did when I told her I didn’t love her. A look that I never wanted to see again.

I went upstairs to the bedroom and Rory was sound asleep on the bed, holding onto a couple of tissues tightly in her hand. I changed out of my clothes and climbed into bed. As I looked at Rory, my heart filled with sadness because I couldn’t be the one thing she wanted me to be. I got up and went into the guest bedroom for the night.

The next morning, my phone alarm went off and when I walked to my bedroom, Rory wasn’t in bed. I stepped in the shower, got dressed, and headed downstairs for some breakfast before heading over to Prim. As I sat down at the table, I asked Mandy where Rory was.

“I haven’t seen her yet this morning,” she replied.

I looked around the house for her and called her name, but she didn’t respond. I had a feeling that she had left. As I walked down the hallway, I glanced over to the room she stayed in when I first brought her here. I placed my hand on the knob and slowly opened the door. There she was; curled up in a ball and sound asleep. I quietly shut the door and went back downstairs.