Walk of Shame

*Willow*

“You look incredible, Willow.” Orlando said as we sat down for dinner.

I had on a tight blue silk dress. It looked a lot more expensive than it actually was.

“You look handsome. So what is this sudden interest in me?”

“I’ve always been interested in you. I just finally feel like you’re interested in me too.”

“You’re not horrible to look at,” I grinned.

“And neither are you.” Orlando winked. “So…what do I need to know?”

“About what?”

“About you? I mean all I know are the basics about Willow Monroe, but I want to go deeper.”

I wasn’t sure if he meant sexually or mentally. I was open to both.

“I wanna create my own company one day,” I said. “That I’m the CEO of. I want to show people what I can do. That I’m more than Scarlett’s sister. Or a vessel for my mom to win some crazy rivalry.”

“I see. I feel the same way actually. Everyone just thinks of me as Emmanuel Ruiz’s grandson.”

“What do you want to do with your life?” I asked.

“Honestly? I have no idea.”

I was kind of shocke