Chapter 117

Ian decided to drive them to the bar rather than to let John drive for them. He didn't want to hurt John's feelings that he wasn't invited and Ian didn't want to impose on Seth to ask him to invite John either.

"You ready?" Ian asked as he knocked on Camilla's door.

"Yep." Camilla said as she stepped out in a from fitting black dress.

"You look, umm. . ." Ian was at a loss for words. For some reason, from the moment he met Camilla he didn't see her as a woman, just as someone like a sister.

"Close your mouth, you aren't my type." Camilla teased as she walked to the elevator, swaying her hips.

"You look like a girl, pretty." Ian said as he cleared his throat and pressed the elevator button.

"You're crazy, I've always been a girl." Camilla said as she rolled her eyes and got into the elevator.

"I know." Ian said with a laugh. "And trust me, you're not my type either."