There's a devious smile on TP's face, she's 100 percent sure that her guess was correct.
Ian took out his wallet and handed her a blank cheque.
TP happily grabbed the cheque inspected it and saw the Lee's family crest embossed into it. She knows it's the real deal. After confirming, she slowly waved it infront of Tia.
"I'm so smart right. Now there's no need for you to act so pure infront of him. Go have some sex, you ignorant bitch."
She lowered her voice down so that only Tia can hear her sneer.
Then she slowly walked away leaving the two lovebirds alone inside the lounge.
Tia was speechless.. Then she looked at Ian as if waiting for some answer.
"I overheard."
He honestly said. Truthfully if he didn't "accidentally eavesdrop" to them yesterday, he wouldn't found out about it.
"But why?..."
"I just don't want it to happen again."
He didn't know what he would do if something similar or something even worse was to happened to her.
"Don't you think Im dirty?"
Tia's fear of the social norms flashed through her mind.
She's scared that Ian would find her weird and disgusting for having such fetish.
"No I don't."
"I don't care what you do, I like you because you're you, because your Tia Kim and that's enough."
He sincerely said, then he hugged her again. He lighlty caressed her back coaxing and consoling her
.Hearing Ian's sincere words she can't help but cried out of happiness, for once she felt so overjoyed for being accepted.
The truth is he really understand Tia's situation. Some people have their own weird hobbies and fetishes and he whole-heartedly accepts all her flaws and interests.
Ian lifted Tia who was still sobbing and carried her princess style, and gently placed her on the couch.
He grabbed the remote and change the music, there's a faint pop song playing and he chose to play a slow jazz music.
Then he chose the scent sandalwood in the humidifier.
Tia slowly relaxed and eventually stopped sobbing.
Ian was still caressing her long silky hair like a master petting his cat.
"Do you want to order more beer?"
He asked. His body was starting to feel hot right and he could really use some beer to calm his nerves.
"Just one for the road (¹)."
She replied, she's feeling tired, her emotions and thinking can't keep up with all the events happening around her so she just want to drink a glass of beer and head home.
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(¹) one for the road - a final drink before leaving a place.