Hopefully Logan didn’t know too many of them.
It was beautiful.
I wanted to love it.
I felt like I was standing underwater as Caden pulled me from the car and walked me into our cabin. Seth brought my bag inside and tossed it onto the bed. The cabin was adorable and in any other conditions I’d have gushed over the classic rustic vibes, the view, the hot tub. But I could barely muster the energy to shuffle my feet.
Caden directed me to the bed, sat me down, and pulled off my shoes.
You want some tiny cat cuddles?
Gods. Yes.
I nodded.
Caden turned to Seth. “Cat. Now.”
“What?”
“Cat up, motherfucker. We need to de-stress her.”
“Oh.” Seth melted away until his big cat form sat in his place.
Small form, dipshit.
Seth huffed and melted again, his tiny version sitting on the floor. He hopped up onto the bed and headbutted my hand. He looked so much like Caden, but his fur was a bit longer.
Caden joined a moment later. Insistent tiny paws pushed against my chest until I was lying flat. He climbed onto my chest and settled into a loaf.
Even at my worst, it made me smile.
Seth plunked down next to my head and turned on his little motor. One hand stroked Caden’s back and the other scritched under Seth’s chin. Both of them purred like miniature buzzsaws, and I relaxed despite what was following us.
It was impossible to be maximum stressed with a happy cat on you.
They kept me pinned so long I fell asleep, and when I woke again, Caden was watching me with sleepy eyes. I tried to shift and he made a mrp of protest.
You know the rule.
I laughed to myself, jostling him. I did know the rule: laws of the universe dictated that if there was a cat comfortable on you, you were absolutely forbidden from moving. He used it often enough when he thought I wasn’t resting enough.
Seth was stretched out by my pillow, his tiny head on my shoulder. He was snoring adorably. Caden stretched his little feet in front of him, butt arching in the air before he settled back down to use one of my boobs as a chin rest.
Feeling better?
“Much.” I sighed and picked up my phone, sending a message to my job that I had an emergency out of town and didn’t know when I’d be back.
Seth raised a sleepy head and blinked at me before clarity filled his gaze. Didn’t mean to fall asleep on you. Sorry.
“It’s okay.” I rubbed the top of his head and triggered his purrs. He even made a few biscuits on the blanket before Caden paw-whacked him. I cupped Caden’s little face. “No cat fights on the bed.”
I scooped him to the side and sat up. My whole body ached from the stress and hours in the car. “I might take advantage of the hot tub.”
I don’t think I grabbed you a swimsuit but I’ll toss Seth off the porch if you want to soak.
I snorted. “I’ll go in with undies. It’s basically the same.”
Caden jumped on Seth and smushed his brother’s head under his tummy.