Save me from myself

Sudden visit

Music added.

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She was just coming out of the shower when the door bell rang. Who could that be? she wondered, wrapping a towel around her wet body and rushed towards the door. She looked through the door eye, seeing Ronnie standing, two coffee cups in his hands. She leaned her forehead against the door and took a deep breath before opening it.

"Hey." he said and walked in, making her roll her eyes.

"You know, you could've called before coming here." she suggested.

"I could've.." he said thoughtful and added grinning "But where's the fun in that."

"Yeah, well, it would be fun wearing clothes while you're here." she joked and started to walk to the bathroom.

"I don't mind..." he said quiet.

"What was that?" she asked turning around.

"I brought coffee." he said louder, handing it to her. She was about to take it when she realized she would be holding her large towel only with one hand, so she pulled her hand back and said "Just put it on the counter. Thanks."

"Sure thing." he said and did what she asked. He took a sip from his own and put it on the coffee table and went to greet Willow.

"Hi, babygirl. How are you today?" he cooed. Willow was restless so he took her in his arms "Come here, my sweet angel." He held her against his chest and walked around, placing tiny kisses on her forehead and dragging in the sweet babyscent she had.

Sam came out of the bathroom and took her cup of coffee, gulping down some of it. She walked to them and brushed her index finger over her cheek "Did you slept good, babygirl?"

"I think she did. Look at that face!" Ronnie said pleased. Willow let out a cry as an answer, making her body react to it.

"Ouch!" Sam said touching her boob. Ronnie saw it and said "You know that's fucking hot!"

"Ronnie!" she whined and sat down, holding her hands up. He gave Willow to her and said "I'm just kidding."

"Haha, funny." she rolled her eyes and dug her breast out from under the t-shirt.

Ronnie sat next to her and watched her breastfeed Willow.

"Was there a reason you came unannonced or you're just here to watch my boobs?" she asked from him.

"Boobs of course!" he blurted out but said quickly "No, I'm just kidding. I wanted to ask about your plans for today."
She thought a bit and then said "Let me see, dirty diapers, breastfeeding, grocery, dirty diapers, breastfeeding, lunch, breastfeeding and oh, did I mention breastfeeding." Ronnie chuckled.

"I swear, sometimes I feel like a cow with all the lactating." she rolled her eyes.

"Nah, you're alright." he said smiling. He sat back, leaning his head on his arm, sitting half facing her. He eyed her while she fed their daughter, feeling such affection and appreciation towards Sam. She had made him feel something that he thought he could never feel. Admiration towards women. Well one specific woman at that moment, but still. He thought nothing could change that.

"What?" she purred, smiling, making the corners of his mouth rise upwards a bit.

"Nothing. I'm just enjoying the peaceful moment." he said adjusting his head that was leaning on his two fingers, still looking at her. She smiled slightly and turned to look at their daughter. For few minutes there was only munching sounds heard, him still looking at them, her admiring their daughter, the bond they had. Sometimes he felt so overwhelmed looking at her daughter, realizing that this little being was his flesh and blood, a part of him was in that little girl, he could see himself in her eyes, the same stare. He could see Sam looking at her eyes too. Maybe she saw the same. Maybe not. Either way she liked what she saw in there. It wouldn't be a bad thing.

"Wanna go for a walk later?" he asked suddenly, so quiet, but since it had been quiet for few minutes, it seemed loud. Loud enough for her to hear it and react to it.

"Where?" she asked, still looking at their daughter.

"Park, beach, anywhere.." he said, still looking at them. It didn't matter where, he just wanted to spend time with them. She lifted her head and looked at him for a moment, then smiled "Yeah. Sounds refreshing." Willow let go of her nipple and she lifted her up to burp her when Ronnie stood up "Let me burp her. You go and get yourself ready."

"Ok." she said and stood up, giving Willow to him, cheering "Yayyyy, burp with daddy!" He took her "Come here, princess." They were so close for a moment, both sensing the tension.

"Thanks." she said smiling and went to the bathroom. He walked around holding Willow on his shoulder, humming some song to her. After a while he sat on the sofa and leaned back, placing Willow comfortably on his shoulder. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling so calm with his daughter, in there, a place where he had crawled at his lowest. To her, not even knowing why. Maybe it was a silent cry for help, maybe deep down he knew he could trust her. Maybe he knew she would take care of her. He huffed and shook his head. What's done is done.

"Okay, boys and girls!" she came out of the bathroom wearing black ripped jeans shorts and a black tank top, converses, her hair loose "Who's ready to go for a walk!" Ronnie took Willows tiny wrist between his thumb and index finger and moved it like she was punching her fist in the air, making a girly voice "Yeah, lets do this!" That made Willow fuss a bit and suddenly she farted, startling Ronnie "Oh!"

"Did you just farted?" Sam asked walking closer.

"No, I didn't, come on, Sam!" he said confused, still looking at his daughter, then Sam, smelling the air "Oh hell, no! Was it her?!" He took her off of his shoulder and held her up, looking at her, smelling her "Oh shit, it was!"  Sam laughed out loud, seeing Ronnie so troubled.

"How can so tiny and adorable fart like that?!" he whined.

"I think there's more." Sam said when she had calmed a bit, smirking to Ronnie. When he realized what she meant by that, he stood up, holding Willow as far away from his nose as possible "Oh, hell no!"

"Oh yes!" Sam said clapping her hands.

"Here." Ronnie said but Sam refused to take Willow "No, daddy, you do it."

"Nah, I can't." he said "Not this, please."

"Yes you can, daddy." she purred batting her eye lashes"Help mommy out."

"Are you serious right now?!" he asked confused.

"Yes." she said grinning "Now come on, this way." They went to the bathroom and he put Willow down on the changing table. She went through all the steps encouraging him. He made it theatrical, asking "What are you feeding her?!" but managed to wash her and change the nappy.

"You actually did it." she said admiring her back in his arms.

"Of course I did." he said overly confident and proud "I'm not a fucking moron. I can take care of my baby."

"Yes you can." she said smiling and placed her hand on his forearm, looking in his eyes "Thank you." He liked what she said, how she said it.

"Ready for a stroll?" he asked after a moment.