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decorating. The pub looked completely transformed by time I was done. Micky said it looked like a clown threw up and that it reminded him of his sons fifth birthday.
     I ignored both of them. Willow was pissed this morning and even if this wasn’t her idea of a great birthday surprise, at least she could laugh at my desperate attempt. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to check the time. I needed to get back to the house if I wanted to convince Willow to talk to me again today.
     The trip back to the house was fairly short since I ran the entire way. Willow was still locked up in her room ignoring the world. I paused outside her door when I heard sniffling. She was crying and, for some reason I couldn’t explain, it killed me.
      The sound of Willow crying made it feel like there was a weight inside my chest where my heart should be. It also made the hunger I was beginning to feel disappear.
      “Willow, you in there?” I knocked lightly before pressing the palm of my hand against the door frame.
     “Go away Tobias.”
     “Open up. Please? I have a surprise for you.”
     “I said go away.”
    Clearly this wasn’t getting me anywhere.
     “Willow, if you don’t open this door, I’ll start serenading you with bad karaoke and you’ll wish you'd opened the door, because by time I’m done your ears will be bleeding.”
      There was nothing but silence. I chewed on my lip for a minute debating on just breaking the door down myself.
      “Alright, you asked for it” I opened my mouth to start singing a horribly butchered version of ‘my heart will go on’ by Celine Dion but before the words could come out the door flew open.
     “What do you want Tobias.”
     “I’m kidnapping you.”
     “Sorry to break it to you bub, but you’ve already done that.” I couldn’t help but grin.
     “I’m well aware of that. But now I’m kidnapping you again.”
      I picked her up, threw her over my shoulder and headed downstairs with her kicking and screaming the entire way. This felt oddly familiar so for old time sake I reached up and planted a firm smack to her ass which was rewarded with a yelp.
     I ignored her string of curses that she flew at me and took her outside where my bike was waiting. I finally put her down and held the helmet out to her.
     “If you expect me to get on this death trap, you’re seriously crazy.”
      “Straight jacket and all cupcake.”
     Willow knew there was no winning with me so she gave in and put on the helmet. I tightened her strap then brushed her cheek with the back of my knuckles. I regretted making contact with her the moment my hand touched her face. Even the brief moment of her skin against mine made my cock hard as rock. I climbed onto the bike and adjusted myself.
      Willow got on behind me and placed her hands against my back.
      "Hold on tight cupcake."
     She hesitated for a minute but gave in and wrapped her arms around me. I could feel the warmth from her legs against my thighs. I would have loved nothing more than to bend her over this bike and have my way with her. The engine roared to life and I took off down the dirt road before I lost all self-control.
      “I thought you said I couldn’t go into town.” Willow asked while she fought with the strap of her helmet once we were parked.
     I turned around and helped her undo the helmet with ease, then tucked the loose blue hair that hung in her face behind her ear.
      “I changed my mind.”
      I took her hand in my own and led her into the diner. It was the first time I’ve been in here in twenty years. The whole problem with never aging is eventually people will notice.
      The diner was fairly empty which was what I was hoping for. I kept a hold on Willow’s hand and walked with her to a booth in the back which was pretty secluded from the rest of the building. The waitress came over with an apologetic smile.
     “I’m sorry sir, but this area is off limits unless it’s a busy day. I’m