"Is your grandmother going to be upset?" Willow asked with a hint of concern lacing her voice.
I started to walk near the complex, "Doubt it, I mean she's already forcing me to go to school. Not much more she can do."
Peeking through her long eyelashes, "I can help you not get in trouble, but on one condition."
So the little angel was trying to bargain, "That condition would be....."
"You tell me why you were at Russle's house."
I felt all of the color drain my face. Really, it wasn't her issue.
"That's my business Willow." I meant for my voice to come off with conviction. Only, it sounded harsh.
She flinched at my tone just a little, "Not many people go to him just for the heck of it. I'm curious as to why I found you there...that's all." Her confusion didn't go by unnoticed.
"The possibility of you understanding why I did, is....complicated, and something you shouldn't lose sleep over."
We walked in silence after that. Willow looked deep in thought, opening her mouth to say something only to close it again.
My jacket drowned her, I hated to admit it, but she actually looked rather adorable.
She exhaled heavily in defeat, "You don't have to tell me, but I'm still going to make sure you don't get in trouble."
"Why?"
Sighing once more, "You were compassionate toward me. And if it wasn't for you I would've still been in pain on the side of that road holding my shin. Maybe it doesn't mean much to you, but to me, that was one of the nicest things somone has ever done for me." She said shyly, almost embarrassed.
My hand took hold of her shoulder, "Look at me," Her head tilted up at mine, "I would never leave you or anyone for that matter in pain like that. My grandmother raised me to respect women, and I know at first things were shitty between us. Still, I'm not going to disrespect you by leaving you hurt and alone." My words came out soft despite looking her dead in the eyes firmly.
Corners of Willow's lips rounded into a smile. Looking absolutely breathtaking showing two very pronounced dimples. "You know under that mysterious exterior, I knew you had a heart of gold." She gently poked my chest still smiling warmly. Somehow, that time it reached her eyes for a hot second.
In awe, my senses were taken over with such an addictive feeling. Her smile, her voice, her persona, was more intoxicating and enticing than any other illegal substance I'd ever dream of consuming. She had me wanting more with a new high. To grasp each side of her face and let my tongue work every part of that lovely mouth.
The fact that she said that took me completely off gaurd. "I wish that statement was true."
Etched on her pretty face was a frown, "It is true, not many people would've done a lot of things you've done for me."
That time I did let myself smile weakly down at her, "Gee thanks."
At that point we had still been walking, or in Willow's case, limping. Finding ourselves right in front of Nonna's door.
I raised my hand to knock, "Here let me," said Willow.
Her tiny fist raised and knocked on the door slowly. It flew open, letting warm air hit my face from the inside.
A large intake of air was made by Nonna. Her exasperated expression with worry painted on each frown line of her face.
Nonna's hand shot up covering her gaping mouth in shock.
"Ace? Willow?" She was astonished beyond words, scanning us both for any injuries.
I couldn't trace any fury in her eyes, "Come in, come in, you both must be freezing."
In all honesty, I had felt like my entire being was in a portable freezer. Although, New York helped with becoming immune. Not to mention, Willow already was my own distraction from that. Luckily, she was warmer than me.
Nonna waved her hand for us to enter, and we abided.
She noticed Willow's limping and both eyes nearly bulged out of her sockets. The expression she had, softened.
"Oh Willow, what happened?"
She tried to reassure Nonna with a small smile, "It's not that bad," the petite looked in my direction, "I'm incerdibly grateful because of Ace." She peered up at me with sincerity and something else I couldn't pin.
Nonna then stared at me with anger but also relief, "I am just glad you both are safe. Come on Willow, let me fix up that leg of yours."
Looking indecisive, as if deciding to leave or stay. Willow peered up, "Thank you, but really it's not that bad."
"Nonsense, come sit down, please get comfortable on the couch. That way I'll have a better look." Nonna waved off the statement as if it were nothing.
Still looking unsure, Willow limped to the couch.
My grandmother turned toward me, appearing exhausted and absolutely worn out. It was all of my fault.
"Both of you stay right here and I'll get the first aid kit." Before she left "How did you hurt yourself in the first place honey?"
Willow's eyes screamed for me to help her, "Well, um she-I'll explain when you get back."
My excuse came out obnoxious and made Nonna look at me pointedly, "You and me ragazzo, are going to have a long talk." And she disappeared into the hallway without another word.
Willow looked relieved, again sending me gracious glances with her eyes.
I went over to her, sitting at the end of Willow's short legs exposing fluffy pink socks.
My head turned to hers in humour, "Hello Kitty, really?"
Each cheek lit up with red, "Hey don't judge me, Hello Kitty rocks. Even on socks."
A genuine laugh sounded off as I looked at her toes wiggling.
She began to giggle, "Come on, you can't say you didn't have a fictional role model from when you were a kid."
I thought for a minute at how gramps used to turn the television on to my favorite super hero and grinned, I should give him a call sometime. "Touchè."
"What is it?"
Heat crawled up my neck in embarrassment, "Spiderman."
"Well I can't get mad at you on that, but you should know Superman is way better." She held so much confidence in her voice with every bit of playfullness still there.
Feigning hurt, "Truly I'm wounded by that false accusation."
"Look at you using big words." Willow started to let out beautiful giggles I could listen to forever.
"And ofcourse I should take notes from Hello Kitty queen over here." The light hearted mood felt so good to feel, I almost wished it would never end.
Her eyes sparked, "Absolutely!"
My hand found her foot and felt the softness of the sock, "Now only if they had this for Spiderman."
Willow closed her eyes happily almost holding in her voice.
Until I realized my hands were motioning on her foot in a massaging action.
Suddenly, my behavior took a leap of faith and thought, 'why not soothe her for a minute.'
Every one of my fingertips grasped her toes and began to rub. Willow looked to have enjoyed it, grinning with a sigh of content.
Slowly I motioned over her ankles and she let out a quiet moan that was incredibly desirable. Almost having to stop, I exhaled through my nose and kept going. I didn't want to let my chlidish lust ruin it.
Only it did when once again her humming and moaning caused something near my groin area to move. They came out soft, quiet and unintentional. My ears just happened to pick up on it.
I was incredibly taken over with want and need looking at her facial features. With each eye still closed and frown lines on her face in satisfaction. I bet I could do something else to satisfy her even mor-
"Shit," I muttered under my breath. Willow didn't hear. As my eyes scanned over her adorably sexy face and mouth wanting to taste her on my lips again. With each strand of hair straying.
I held back a groan and realized this needed to stop, when Nonna finally entered back into our living room with a small box indicating a first aid symbol.
"Here to save the day." She said in a knowing tone.
Willow opened her eyes and quickly composed herself, not knowing what effects she had on my..... southern parts.
I stood up my full height to let Nonna tend to Willow's wounds.
"Where is the pain coming from?"
She pointed at her shin, "This is the source of it."
Nonna sat where I was, nodding in understanding.
She began to raise Willow's pant leg, "Um I-I don't think that's a good idea," she sounded panicked.
"Honey I need to see where the problem is in order to fix it," Nonna said in the most gentle tone I had only heard a few times ever.
I met her brown eyes, Willow nodded slowly in uncertainty, "O-okay."
One last look of reassurance came from Nonna and she started raising the material. When it was fully revealed, Nonna gasped in shock and I felt even more rage build up inside of me at the sight.
Because there was only one bitch who did it.
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Hey Peeps,
Cliffhanger, I know sue me. Hopefully I'll be able to get some more explicit material for my dirty birdies. And no, I will not put it in a separate book titled 'Restricted Chapters'. Anyway, have a great night/day!
xoxo
-Bri