18. Ian

Ian spent the day working and agonizing over what to do about Maddie. After his conversation with Damian the previous night, he kept going back and forth about whether Cam would approve of him dating Maddie or whether he needed to stick to the rule he had set for himself that she was off-limits. The thought of her possibly meeting another Daddy made him clench his fists and grit his teeth together until he felt pain. He would go insane if another man had her. But could he give her everything she wanted and needed out of life, and most importantly, would she be happy submitting to all of his needs and demands?

He was sitting on the couch in the living room with a drink in his hand, debating whether to call Maddie downstairs to have a movie night to make up for the previous night. His thoughts were interrupted when she walked downstairs in a skintight dress and fuck me heels.

Ian stared at her in shock. She was dressed the complete opposite from the way she had been the night before. The previous night she had looked like an innocent Little who wanted to do anything to please her Daddy, but her current outfit was screaming sexy vixen, and he fucking hated it.

He noticed she had her purse with her and frowned.

"Where do you think you're going?" he demanded.

She looked at him with an uninterested look, "I'm going out to dinner with Quinn."

Ian stood, and despite her platform heels, he still stood at least six inches taller than her.

"You're not going out dressed like that."

Maddie's uninterested look turned into a sneer, "I am going out dressed however I want."

She started walking toward the hallway that led to the front door, but Ian strode over and blocked her way.

"You live under my roof and my rules, and there is no way in hell you are leaving this house looking like that."

She looked up at him with pure defiance sparkling in her eyes, and she looked pissed.

"I may live under your roof, but unless you are my Daddy, which you made so clear that you didn't want that, I am still a grown adult who can wear whatever the fuck she wants. Now, excuse me, I have a car waiting outside."

She moved to the side and walked past him.

"Madison Rose!" his voice boomed right before the door slammed.

"Fuck!" he shouted.

Stomping to the door, he flung it open and saw an Uber pulling out of the driveway. Not only did she leave his house with her tits practically on display and her dress glued to her curves, but she left in a goddamn fucking Uber. At least if she'd taken his car, he could track where she was going. Ian cursed himself for not putting GPS trackers in all of her shoes as soon as she had moved in. Although if he had found those damn shoes in her closet, he would have thrown them away so no man could have ever laid eyes on her wearing them.

Going back inside, Ian slammed the door behind him and made his way to his office. He couldn't help but feel pissed off at himself for losing his temper with Maddie instead of finding out where she was going and when she would be home and even offering to drive her. Being an asshole to her was not something he ever intended.

Sitting down at his desk, Ian stared at his computer screen and tried to work to distract himself. His phone vibrated, and he snatched it up, hoping it was Maddie.

"Hello?"

"Hi, honey," his mom greeted.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Ian sat back in his chair.

"Hey, mom."

"I just wanted to call and check on how things are going with Maddie? I haven't talked to you since the funeral."

"She's doing okay. The first few weeks were rough, but she's getting better every day."

She sighed, "And how are you doing, son?"

"I don't know, mom. I thought things were going fine until the other day. I hurt Maddie's feelings, and now I think she's really pissed at me."

"I'm sure she isn't that mad at you, honey. What happened?" she asked.

"She told me she's in love with me, and I pushed her away."

"Well, why in the world would you do a thing like that?"

Ian shrugged, "She's Cameron's younger sister. What kind of person would I be if I went after my dead best friend's little sister?"

"Honey, Cam wouldn't have been your best friend if he didn't think highly of you. He also knew how much you cared about Madison. I think he would be the first in line to give you his blessing to be with his sister. How do you feel about her, Ian?"

He sucked in a deep breath, "I've been in love with her for years. Since she was in college. But I've just always known she was off-limits for me. Cam never knew how I felt about her."

"Ian, if she loves you and you love her, there shouldn't be anything keeping you apart. Knowing how much Cameron loved both of you, he would want you both to do what makes you happy."

"Thanks, mom. I need to think about it some more. I don't want to hurt Maddie."

"I've seen the way you are with her, the way you've always protected her and cared for her. You would never hurt her intentionally."

His mom was right about that. He would never hurt her intentionally. All he really wanted to do was coddle her, love her and definitely spank her naughty bottom regularly.

After talking with his mom for a bit longer, they said their goodbyes and hung up. He needed to burn up some energy and clear his mind. All the advice that Damian and his mom had given him swirled in his mind. He headed upstairs to change into some workout clothes, then went down to the garage.

Ian punched the punching bag for hours, only taking breaks to get a drink of water. By the time he was done, his mind was clear, and he knew what he wanted to do. He just didn't know if he had already fucked up so bad that there was no coming back from it. Checking his phone, he frowned when he saw it was already after ten. Maddie had said she was just going to dinner with Quinn. However, Ian knew just as much as anyone that Quinn was walking trouble. He liked Quinn. She was just naughty, and, in his opinion, she definitely needed a Daddy of her own. Not his problem, though.

He got showered, put on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, and went downstairs to wait for Maddie to get home. They needed to have a serious discussion. And very possibly have that discussion with her face down over his lap. Then finish the conversation with her curled up in his lap with a pacifier in her mouth.

His phone rang, and he saw Damian's name on the caller ID.

"Hey, man."

"Hey, Ian."

Ian sat up straight when he heard Damian's no-nonsense tone.

"What's wrong?

"I'm out at The Playground and uh… Maddie is here."

"She's what?" he roared into the phone.

"She's hanging out in the Littles' area. She hasn't seen me yet. I saw her, and it looks like she's here alone, so I figured I needed to give you a heads up."

Ian leaped to his feet and took the stairs two at a time up to his bedroom to change his clothes.

"Don't let her fucking leave. I'm on my way. And don't let anyone get close to her."