" I can't believe that Uncle Eric is dead ," Willow Malden sobbed in the arms of Sol Klein who was uncomfortably holding her as they both sat on the porch swing on the warm September afternoon. " This is awful. Uncle Reese is devastated. They loved each other so much. It was a love story ! "
Sol patted her on the back, trying to ignore how nice she smelled and how soft her blonde curly hair felt under his hands. She was not Luci but she...... She was different. "I'm really sorry, Willow. This is all so crazy. I can't believe we actually knew that Roman dude. I mean not close close but..... It's bad enough he hurt Mr. Norland, Mr. Giadello and Mr. Jacobs but killing your uncle like that. It's so screwed up. "
Willow pulled back slightly to look into his concerned green eyes but still remained in his arms. " And the news says he was wanting to hurt Uncle Reese. Uncle Reese is not taking that good at all. " Her big blue eyes blinked at him with unshed tears. " He's at Uncle Rebel's place in DC. I don't know how to help him. He keeps talking about suing. Making people pay. And the PTA at school. And teaching drama. I like him talking about school even though I don't want him wandering around there embarrassing me. At least talking about the school he's not crying and ranting about " justice". "
Their lips were just inches apart. Sol stared into her eyes and swallowed hard. His palms were growing damp with slight sweat. He could feel her heart beating as he held her. As he held her a sudden image of Luci laughing flew into his head.
" I'm sorry. I couldn't imagine losing someone you loved. " Actually he could. He still had nightmares about his MeeMaw getting shot next door. And ones where his brother Jimmy got killed at juvey. And ones where Luci got hurt when that dude Skip Sands broke in. He tried to forget all that when he woke up though. Just like he was trying to forget Diamond shooting Lewis and herself which had led to his favorite teacher quitting. " I wish there was something I could do to help you. And your uncle of course. "
Willow smiled slightly. " You help just by being yourself, Solomon. I really like you. You know."
Then before he even knew how to react or respond or anything she leaned even closer to press her lipstick wearing lips solidly against his own. Sol gasped under her mouth. It was different than the kisses he had experienced with Luci. Not worse. Not better. Just different.
As his arms tightened around her body and his lips responded to her own the image of Luci appeared in his head again.
Then as they kept kissing he vaguely heard the sound of footsteps coming up the steps. Who was it ? , he wondered idly as Willow's tongue swiftly poked past his closed lips. Uncle D had taken Doc Spencer and Miracle out to take more pictures of the baby. Theodore was at the movies with Alan ; probably in the last row doing heavy make out. Wait..... Wait.....he knew who it was , he thought to himself as he slowly pulled away from Willow.
He pulled away and reluctantly stared over at Luci who stood now on the porch with her hands on her hips and a fiery expression on her face.
" What the hell are you two doing! ," Luci snapped. Her pissed off eyes went to Willow who just smirked back at her. " Get your damn hands off my boyfriend, bitch. "
Sol widened his eyes. Huh ? What? Boyfriend......
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ODDS OF LOVE SEASON TWELVE
General FictionThe ongoing soap opera about disabled math genius Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their family and friends in the Washington DC Metro area.