Page 36 of Teaching the Kot'oll Coach

“Well... Not really... He will jump on my lap at times, but he has never climbed up me.”

Telke stands. Ossa is on his shoulder, reaching to get up to his upper arms. “So... I’d take he likes me?”

I snort a laugh at my own thought. “I guess... He likes you to an extent. Here, slowly come with me.”

“Okay... With Ossa on my arm, right?”

“Right, unless he wants to come down.”

I lead Telke to... “Here, this is one of Ossa’s toys.”

I point at the scratching toy. It looks like a tree with a few steps for Ossa to climb onto. There are a few platforms he can sleep on.

Ossa meows and hops off Telke, heading to the scratching pad and stretches.

Telke rubs his hair. “So... He confused me with this thing?” He lifts his arms and puts them into angles like the platforms. “Do I look like a cat toy now?”

I laugh so hard that my stomach hurts. “Geez, you are crazy.”

“But I’d still think that he likes me a lot.”

“I mean... You’re lucky he didn’t scratch you like he scratches the platform. Here.” I go to the stand and point at it. The rougher material that is designed for a cat to scratch has wears and tears on it already. “Imagine this is your shoulder.”

He shivers. “Now that doesn’t sound interesting. But he can’t be that silly to think that I’m the toy. I can move.”

“Maybe that’s the reason you remained intact.”

Ossa is up on the highest platform with his tail dangling to the side. He is looking toward the wall, leaving his back at us. This silly cat must be ready for sleep after he eats.

So...

Telke watches me. His heated gaze sets me on fire. There are tingles running through my blood stream and...

Telke is right here in front of me...

I was the one inviting him over to my place and...

He comes a step closer. “So... After we pat that kitty cat...”

A surge of heat rushes to my cheeks. There seems to be something pulling me to him. “Um... I think I have to make sure you’re really doing fine.”

“And how are you going to do that? To have to be stripped for you to check out?”

I gasp when he says that out loud. It... It is actually tempting to look at him. I’ve been wondering what he has been hiding under his clothes. His muscles are... “I can pat you like I pat Ossa.”

He chuckles. “If that’s what you want.”

He leans close and pecks a kiss on my cheeks before I can blink. “I’ll bring you into the bedroom.”

Before I can say a thing, he picks me up. “Hey!”

“What? It’s only nice to help a female, right?”

I roll my eyes at him, but I lean closer to his chest. He is so warm even though his t-shirt separates us. It is tempting to stay in his arms until who knows when.

He goes back to the living room. “So... Where’s the bedroom? It will be embarrassing if I go into the bathroom instead.”

Sometimes, he acts cute and has a way of melting me from the inside. I point at the door to the bedroom. “Over there.”

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