Chapter 7

IAN

"We're doing what?" Amy asked. Ian knew she would be hesitant about his request. She was always one for the simple things, but Ian thought of this of his way of getting her a little closer to him. Just melt the ice between them a little bit.

"One of the most famous designers that happens to be a Lucian is in Boston for a while and is designing dresses for a shop downtown. So let's go and get him to design one dress for you for the ball. My treat."

Amy gave him a mixed look of confusion, suspicion, and slight gratefulness. Maybe she was still mad at him for the whole Josefina visiting yesterday.

"Have you taken anyone else there?"

Yup. She's still mad. He gave her a smirk and raised a brow at her. She stood with her arms crossed over her purple tee shirt and denim shorts. She was glaring at him with a great amount of fury in her beautiful jade green eyes. God, she was gorgeous when she was mad at him.

"Only you, Love." He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. They stood in her room where they could get away from the staff. He knew his servants all too well to know they would listen to every word they would say in a second. Especially Bickerduff, his was probably outside the door at that moment. Old man...

Amy didn't pull away from his sudden act of affection and only put her hands on his arms.

"I already have a dress Ian." She replied.

"It's over at the mansion. I went shopping with Nellie and its quiet nice."

"Really now?" Ian responded. He didn't really believe that anything would look lovely on Amy, her beauty over powered everything in sight in his eyes.

Amy then pulled out her phone in her back pocket and showed Ian a picture of it. It was a black sleeveless gown with a sweetheart neckline and some red lace at the top of the gown. It was a pretty dress, but Ian had something better in mind.

"It's decent," He commented. "But Lacewell will have something better."

Amy gave him a look. He knew that look all to well, it's the one that's says 'I'm not doing it and you can't make me.'. He has gotten this look from his sister a lot too. But Amy wasn't like Natalie who would just shoot him with a dart gun with poison 12 and he be down for the next three hours. No, Amy was fun to play with, one of his favorite pass times. It was a game of strategy mixed with some own pleasure of flirting with her some. Seeing her blush a dark shade of red and finally hearing her stammer again was all he wanted out of it. That and to get her to the shop.

He began with the simply act of pulling her closer with his arms and keeping the tight hold, for security that she wouldn't wiggle her way out, keeping there bodies touching. Then he got close to her face with his. He could feel her warm breath on his face and feel her start to have shivers go up and down her spine. He saw her open her mouth to respond and rejected but she only bit down hard on her lip, not trying to stop him as he travel away from his

mind and common sense in the same lust filled stage of thought and action she was coming to was like he was in auto mode. They were getting into a different mode then he wanted. And he didn't stop it.

He lean over to her ear as her arm went around his neck and her hands ran hungrily through his hair. He pulled her closer and brought her up to standing on her toes. She smelled of lemons and jasmine.

"Please." He whispered quietly in her ear, pushing up more against her shorts down there. She only moaned in responds. He then started to nibble on her ear, slowly and only slightly at first but soon long and hard. Amy seemed to enjoyed that. She started to moan a little louder, one hand clawed at his hair and back, the other pulling at his polo shirt. She snaked her left leg around his right as he soon left her ear and moved on to kissing and biting her neck. Every muscle his body began to tense with excitement and pleasure. He wanted more. He wanted so much more.

Soon he was down to the collar bone but was frustrated with the heigh different, making him bend down too much. So he slide his right hand down to Amy's leg that was wrapped around his and gently rubbed it. Then he took the bottom of both legs and lifted her up on to his waist, where her legs grasped on to for support. He went back to her collarbone then travel up her neck again to her jawline and met her at the lips, but they did not kiss for the sudden giant crash at the door.

They both snapped out of the trance that was about to lead into something else. Amy jumped off of Ian and stumble back two feet, landing on the brown leather chest in front of her bed. She quickly started to fix her hair and pulled down her shirt.

Ian, a little annoyed and shirty that they were interrupted turned to the door and glared at it like it was the cause for all the troubles in the world. He didn't really care for the... You know, but he was literally right there on her lips! He just wanted that kiss, damn it!

"Yes?!" He noticed that he sounded a little pissed off, like he was. The door open to show Bickerduff. Ian saw the smile on his face and knew that he was up to no good.

"Master Ian," He said. "The limo is ready."

"Good, thank you Bickerduff." The old man was about to leave till...

"Bickerduff?"

"Yes?"

"How long has the limo been ready?"

"Right before your son was made, Master Ian."

Damn old man.

(...)

Ian and Amy arrived at the shop around eleven thirty, silent all the way there. From the...event earlier that day, Amy hasn't made eye contact with him at all, probably because she couldn't and only said a few words to him. The limo was filled with awkwardness between them and Ian didn't like it. He wanted Amy happy with him, not uncomfortable beyond belief.

But he could tell she wanted to say something to him, she was just trying to gather the courage to do so. He let her do this all of the trip but he knew she speak up soon.

"I-Ian," There she is. "I-I-I..."

"It never happen." He saved her the trouble. "It never could happen. It's a moment that never happen. A moment that will be lost forever so no one will ever know about it." Ian said. Amy finally looked him in the eye. She looked at him concerned, maybe his voice was slightly harsh.

He should have knew, that she still didn't want him as anything more then a friend. He was completely ignorant and stupid to think otherwise. It was easy to see that they could never be and it hurt Ian to the core. He just wanted someone in this crazy cruel world. But oh well. Just shove it down deeper inside. Mask the pain. Don't let anyone see you're hurt. It's better that way. It's better if you act numb to the feeling. Like it doesn't wound you at all. Because it won't change a thing, it really doesn't, so just act as glass, and the bullet that just shot you with didn't just shatter you entirely.

Ian turned back to look at Amy again. She had her lips pushed together into a firm line and sadness in her eyes. Ian gave a reassuring smile and masked the pain the best he could. She smiled back.

"Okay." She took his hand and pecked him on the cheek. "Thanks."

Ian smiled more after that. She scooted closer to him, her mood completely different then before and Ian was happy about that. He only wanted her happy, and she being happy with him was good too. That and she hadn't pulled her hand away yet.

Ian was about to start the conversation till the limo door open beside him. Him and Amy came out and stood in front of the shop. He saw Amy's mouth drop as she glance upon the giant store that we the size of a three story house. It was design as a Greek temple since the designer who owned it- Pollux Lacewell- was half Greek on his mother's side, making his father the Lucian. He was a loyal agent to his branch, and one of Natalie's ex boyfriends, which was bizarre since he was a year older then Ian.

Ian lead Amy up the steps of the store with there hands still together, fingers lace into one other's. When the doorman open the door and they walked inside, Ian felt Amy squeeze his hand. He glance at her to find her eyes wide with amazement and shock. He smirked, always liking he feeling he got when he impressed her.

"This place is astonishing...and the dresses are gorgeous." She whispered to him as they tour down to the back of the room. A black headed male was surrounded by young women there.

"And your dress lays in here." Ian stated. "Of course it will never be as pretty as you but it's worth a shot, is it not?" He smiled as she rolled her eyes at his full hearted true statement. Soon they came in front of the mob of girls and Ian saw Pollux. He grinned and Ian return the greeting.

"Ian!" Pollux called over the crowd and climbed his way through, soon the girls left him alone when he waved them off.

"Ο φίλος μου! Φίλε μου! Χαίρομαι που σας βλέπω και πάλι?"

Ian rolled his eyes and chuckled at Pollux and his old trick. Ian looked over to Amy and saw her eyes wide with confusion. Neither her or Ian knew Greek. "What did he just say?" Amy asked.

"Very funny Pollux." Ian spoke.

"My pleasure to make you laugh, Ian." He grinned, speaking English this time.

"And who is this very pretty girl who has the sad punishment of being with you today?" He joked, turning to Amy.

"This is Amy, my cousin." Ian waved to her and smiled along with her. Pollux studied her for a few second and then back to Ian. "How far decent?"

"About 27th removed."

"Oh." He said and then his eyes got wide. "Wait?! Amy? Amy Cahill?! The Amy Cahill?!" He was bugged eyed as he started at her, like the most amazing person ever like she was.

"Yes." Amy answered a little creeped out as it seemed.

Pollux smiled even bigger and shook Amy's hand like crazy. "It is a try honor to meet you Miss Cahill. You are a powerful inspiration to Cahill's all around the world. I am at your feet and will do anything you say. Rather it's a new dress or purse or scarf or anything. I am on my knees, kissing your feet, your majesty." He then dropped down on his knees and began to bow to her.

"Pollux, get up." Ian demanded as more people started to turn and stare.

"Okay, okay." He surrendered and got up. Then checked his watch. "So let's start the appointment!" He took Ian's arm and pulled them to his personal dressing room on the other side of the store. He toss them into the chairs in front of his desk as he hopped on it. He smiled kindly at them, yet still looked a little psycho like with his unruly black hair a mess and his dark eyes wide.

Ian turn to Amy and knew for sure they shared the same thought: His like Dan on a sugar high. Ian slightly began to get nervous for their safety.

"So what do y'all need?" Pollux asked, crossing his legs.

"Amelia and I need our outfits made for the Cahill Ball this weekend."

"Oh! Are you two going together?"

"Beside the point." Ian responded quickly. He had to or his blush would have shown. Amy's already was.

"I need a suit and Amy needs a dress." Ian saw her shoot him a look saying: I already have a dress, Cobra.

"Can do." Pollux smiled. He clapped his hands and a male worker came through the door. "Take Mr. Kabra for his tux fitting. I'll tell you what accessories he will need when I'm done with Miss Cahill deciding."

The worker nodded and addressed Ian to follow him to the male dressing quarters to the left of him. Pollux jumped off his desk and took Amy's hand and pulled her into the female's dressing quarters to the right.

"I have a ton of stuff for you to try on." He said gleefully. Amy toss one nervous look to Ian before she disappeared into the separate room. Ian hoped Pollux wouldn't hurt, or maybe mental scare her... Too much.

(...)

Ian was finally done with his custom made suit in about 45 minutes, with the details added on. It was a plain midnight black suit with a black lace vest and black nickel sleeve cuffs. It was like every other tux he wore most of his life. It really wasn't anything big which cause him to soon become bored waiting on Amy. And when Ian is bored, he gets into trouble.

The worker that suited Ian left after finishing his assignment, but Ian heard him lock the door behind him when he exited. Ian pulled out his skeleton key that he always kept with him for emergencies or fun opportunities like this.

Ian unlocked the door and picked his head out to see if anyone else was in the office. No one. Perfect. He walked over to the woman's quarters and gently and slowly turn to knob to see if it was unlocked. Nope. Damn. He brought out his skeleton key again and open the door. But he didn't ajar the door very much when he stopped death in his tracks as he heard it.

"Does this make my butt look big?"

He knew that voice! That was Sinead's voice! Sinead was in there! Ian almost had a heart attack, but he stayed focus and listen to what was happening in the room.

"Sinead really?" Reagan! That's Reagan!

"I didn't take you for one of those girls who asks that out of the blue."

"She just trying to make sure she can get Ham's attention from the front and the back." Madison, Reagan's twin sister, said and they both laughed. Ian couldn't see of the girl's faces but he knew Sinead was blushing bright red.

So Sinead and Hamilton... Blackmail material.

"Come on guys," Sinead whined. "Help me pick one."

"I like the yellow one on you. It makes you look tanner." Madison replied.

"I like the black one better. It makes her hair look redder." Reagan disagreed.

"Yeah but everyone will be wearing black, she'll fade into the crowd and Hamilton will never find her."

"Good point."

"Yellow it is then!" Sinead cheered. "Now let's get to Madison and we'll be done." Ian started to hear foot steps towards the door and Ian was about to dash back to the men's area till Reagan spoke up.

"Wait!"

"What Rea?" Madison asked.

"Let's get the owner to help us. I heard his a Cahill too."

"Sure, why not." They moved away from the door and down the hall. Once Ian couldn't hear them, he quietly slipped into the station and walked down the hall. If Pollux was working on Amy... He had to move, fast.

He travel down the hall the girls went, hiding in the shadows which was easy with the low light and dark purple colored walls. He made a left and there they were at the end of the hall. Pollux was walking back an forth in front of the curtains that Amy was probably getting dressed behind in. Her dressing room wasn't like the others that were just normals rooms, with doors and walls. She was at the end of the hallway and only had a curtain to use for privacy, over a space that looked like it would take up 3 whole rooms.

This was Pollux's way of showing off Ian's Love in his dresses for all the other customers to see and get jealous of her beauty in. Well, that's what Ian though it was for anyway. It could either be that or just the fact Pollux is plain crazy. Or both.

The three girls went up to the Greek boy and spoke to him. Pollux just refused and went on pacing.

"Why not!?" The Holt Twins cried out simultaneous, clearly planned.

Pollux turn to them with that insane look on his face again. "Do you not know who I have behind here!?" He asked them.

"No, who?"

Before Pollux could start his rant, Ian waved his arms, trying to get his attention. Pollux glance over to him and Ian mouths the word 'no' and slides his hand over his throat.

"Ummm." Pollux was trying to think of lie. "A good friend of mine!" He came up with. "Yes! She came a long ways to try my dresses on and I'm giving her my undivided attention."

Good. Good. Now go away! Ian thought.

"Oh, where she come from?" Sinead asked.

"Chicago...?" They all laughed and Ian remembered why Natalie broke up with him. He was a terrible flirt.

"What's her name?"

"A...Aaaa...Namy!" He shouted. He was about to say Amy, but Ian repeated the 'no' actions and him came up with Namy.

"Can we watch her?"

"Oh no," Pollux didn't look at Ian that time. "She's terribly, terribly shy. It's best if it was just us alone."

"Oh okay then."

"Sorry girls, maybe next time." Pollux smiled big at them as they turn to walk away. Ian was hiding in a empty room and didn't come out till there footsteps were completely gone.

Ian came out and headed toward Pollux.

"You own me big time, Kabra." Pollux pointed at him.

"I'll pay every penny. Thank you from me and Namy." Ian hissed.

"Oh like you could think of anything better at the time!"

"Annie. Avery. Ada. Ashley."

"Okay! Okay!" Pollux thrown his arms up in the air, surrendering.

Ian signed and turned to the curtain that was the size of a stage. "How has it been going?" He asked.

"Pretty good." He answered. "We deiced on simply black lace gown with an a-line skirt that says sexy yet graceful and elegant. "

Describes her almost perfectly. You forget magnificent. Ian thought.

"Okay. That good. How many dresses have you made her try on?"

"Only three."

"Okay. How many dresses do you have like that?"

"Not a real great amount like the other dresses but enough for her to at less like one." Pollux said. "She said she only wanted a simply black gown that covered everything, but I had to make her try these on. She had the perfect skin tone and everything."

"Ian? Pollux?" Both the boys turn to find Amy head poked out of the curtain. "Who was just out here? Those girls asking questions?"

"No one, Love." Ian lied smoothly. He could tell she didn't believe him, but he tell her later. "Come out, let us see you."

She nodded and obeyed and Ian's mouth dropped this time. She wore a Champagne golden color dress with 3/4 quarter sleeves, black lace spread out on to those along with the bust, stomach, and pass the waist that was wrapper by a black sash that hold a flowing a-line skirt. She was the most beautiful girl Ian ever seen.

"So?" She asked. Jade met Amber once again.

"Lovely." Ian smiled at her. Pollux jumped up and down beside him. "φανταστικός!" He squealed. "Perfect! I knew you were the one to wear this! You were born too!"

Amy blushed red and Ian couldn't take his eyes off of her even more now. She was too stunning.

"Come! Come! Get dresses and we'll be done!" Pollux ran out of the hall. Ian stayed and helped Amy down from the stage. The girl in front of him was smiled so big and she had an ravishing glow. Her hand went right back to his, pawns together and fingers knotted between each other's, where they fit in harmony perfectly.

"You like it?" She asked and Ian could tell she felt beautiful for once. Like she always was.

"Do you?"

"Yeah."

"Then I love it." They both smiled and laughed. They parted to change but Ian came running back with his tux and she was there with her dress. They began to walk down the hall, back to Pollux's office and out to the store, with other people running around. They stood there looking for him till they heard it.

"Well what do we have here?" They turned to find Sinead Starling behind them and the twins behind her. They looked mad and Ian wasn't an idiot, he knew why. "You two are coming with us." They moved forward and people were starting to stare. They needed to get out. Now.

Ian grabbed Amy's arm and headed for the exit. He heard Sinead chase after then and the twins joining her. They push though the people and Ian heard Pollux in the background, screaming his and Amy's name.

Soon they were out of the exit, the girls still on there trail. Ian pushed Amy in front so if anything goes bad, she still could get away. "Go! Run!"

Ian ran too but not long before someone grabbed his jacket. He didn't see who it was and didn't care too. He slipped from the coat and ran to the limo that was no more the four yards away. The twins then appeared in his way and he knew Sinead wasn't far behind him, probably with his jacket.

"No where to run, Romeo." Madison smeared, popping her fist.

No where to run but that was okay, he didn't need to run. Ian took three fast running steps and jumped, aiming for the limo's window. He made it as he landed on the floor and of the car and yelled. "Drive!"

The driver did and Ian was thrown over again as he went 0-80 in 2 seconds flats. He soon got up and him and Amy looked back to the store to find Sinead, Reagan, and Madison getting into a car, but they were soon gone from there vision, meaning they couldn't get them now.

Ian turn to Amy. "I can't take you anywhere, anymore without you causing trouble." She punched him in the stomach.

(...)

Thank you for reading, it's very well appreciated. Please review.

Disclaimer: I do not own the 39 clues.

P. S. Im doing all these chapters on my notes app on my phone, so I don't have a beta. If there is a way to get on please tell me. My computer crashed and I'm out of town anyway so yeah...