Willow Flower.

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Odell fumbled with the doorknob, trying to get it open with Willow in his arms. They were currently lip locking and he couldn't get enough of her lips. Even though it had only been a week since they've seen each other, they kissed like it had been years. He finally got the door open and kicked it to close it.
Placing both hands underneath her butt, Odell carefully guided them to his bedroom. He tossed Willow onto his bed and she softly giggled.

"Have I ever told you, you look beautiful in the nighttime?" She mentioned, causing Odell to chuckle.

"No," He said, sliding his jacket off. "But have I told you that you are the most beautiful girl in the world?" Odell moved and laid in between her legs. He wrapped his arms around her body and laid his head on her chest.

"No, because I wouldn't believe it. Have you seen Beyonce lately? Her body is—"

"Willow stop it." He interrupted. She laughed and caressed his blonde curls. Odell inhaled her vanilla scent and smiled contently.

"Do you know if the baby is yours or not?" Willow broke the silence.

"I uh, don't know honestly. She said its too late in the pregnancy and she doesn't want to risk anything." He responded. It was killing him inside to have to wait these next two months out, but if he was the father he is gonna be there for the baby.

"I want to let you know that I'm sorry for not believing you the first time. I ran before staying to actually listen to you and I'm so sorry Odell." She could feel the tears coming, but she really did not want to cry right now. He picked his head up to look at her.

"Hey, its okay. Yasmin had no business coming up to you like that in the store and since I made the mistake, I gotta face the consequences." Willow smiled and a sneaky little tear slipped down her cheek. She sighed loudly and angrily wiped it away. Odell chuckled and gently grabbed her hand.

"My little crybaby, what's wrong now?" Willow rolled her eyes at him.

"Shut it noodle head. I just feel like crap for abandoning you like that and I shouldn't be crying about it because I'm the one who caused everything but as you see, these damn tears creep up on me." She rambled, wiping the rest of her tears.

"All I need to know is that you believe me, that's it."

"I do Odell, I promise." Willow promised, snuggling his head in her breasts. Odell smirked and bit her nipple.

"Ow!" She yelped. "That hurt."

"Don't try that running shit again." Odell threatened and massaged her nipple. The sting feeling subsided and now his actions were slowly turning her on. Willow sighed slightly when he massaged the other one.

"Odell, I'm ready." His head shot up with his eyebrows raised.

"Are you sure? You didn't have too many drinks did you?" Willow chuckled and shook her head.

"No, I had water all night." Odell leaned all the way up and squinted at her.

"But are you sure sure though? I don't want you to regret anything." He warned.

"I won't regret this, I'm sure of it." Willow assured. Odell grinned and squealed. He grabbed her hand and led her off the bed. Turning her around, Odell carefully unzipped her dress, letting it pool at her feet. She looked over her shoulder at him with only a bra and panties on. He smirked and bit his bottom lip. Snaking his arms around her body, he placed soft kisses along her shoulder.