Rocked (Rock & Romance II.)

Chapter 25. - Birthday Presents

A/N: Hi beauties! I'm going to burn your eyes out with another (very amateur) edit I've made of Gia.

This chapter is dedicated to cherryames for making me laugh! Best of luck with your sabbatical, lady!

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*Gia*

"Get up, Ging! We are taking you out!"

My bedroom door swung wide open, and before I had a chance to process what was happening my two best friends stood in front of me. "Oh my-!" London gasped, swirling around as I yanked the sheets up to cover my naked chest. "Sorry, we didn't realize... Sorry!"

"Holy shit, Ginger!" Callie mused. "You have the most amazing boobs! We are definitely getting you a low cut dress tonight!"

"I'm so sorry, Ging!" London said with her back to me. "We had no idea you sleep in the nude."

My eyes darted to the bed next to me. It was empty now, but the space his body occupied was still warm. I let out the breath that I was holding, trying to figure out if I felt relief or disappointment that Ash has already left.

No, you idiot! I scolded myself mentally. Of course, it was for the best that he had gone! Otherwise, my best friends would've walked straight in on us in a very compromising position, and they did not need to find out - not like this. Not ever!

I grabbed my glasses from the nightstand before I turned back to them, finding London still with her behind toward me, and Callie eyeing me suspiciously. "Were you expecting someone else?" She asked, with her brow cocked.

I shook my head. "No, I was looking for Neuro."

"I'll feed him!" London offered, her hand darting out to grab our blonde best friend. "Come, let's give Ginger some time to get dressed."

Callie eyed me for another second before she let herself be towed out of my room. "Don't take too long! We are taking you out. Happy birthday, Ginger!" She said with a sly grin on her face, as the door closed behind them.

"I really need to stop giving spare keys out." I murmured into the empty room, as I threw the covers back and scooted to the edge of my bed. Now that I had a moment to take in my surroundings, I noticed a little box on my bedside table.

I grabbed the black box to my lap. Slipping the top off, I lifted the small envelope.

'For the future...'

It read, in a surprisingly neat, masculine handwriting. I slipped the letter out and gasped. It was a donation, to the biggest science foundation in the nation. In my name!

"Fuck..." I sighed, feeling out of breath as I counted the zeroes after the number one more time. Yup. They were all still there. And they brought their friends!

Curious now, I set the letter down carefully, making a mental note to review it again after my morning haziness cleared off, and grabbed the box again.

'For tonight...'

I moved the card aside, and lifted the wrapping paper-

"That cocky son of a bitch..." I whispered under my nose, but I couldn't help my grin this time. Ash fucking Wolfhart got me a buttplug. An all black buttplug, with a red diamond on the handle.

And no doubt the intention of using it on me...

I got my phone and thankfully didn't have to search for his name too long - as Asshole was the first contact in there.