Page 5 of Whisker Me Away

“Me neither,” I say. When he tilts his head in confusion, I explain, carefully choosing my words. “I also haven’t found the right man yet.”

“Oh,” Cade breathes out, giving me a soft smile. “That’s good to know.”

The look in Cade’s eyes makes me hot all over. There’s a tension in the air, charged with something I can only describe aspotential. It makes a shiver run down my spine and heat pool in the center of my gut. I pull my arms tightly around my shins, holding myself together so I don’t do something foolish, like make my way over to Cade’s lap.

The tension snaps in the form of someone knocking on our cabin door. Cade raises his brow at me and I flush, quickly looking back out the window. He stands up and opens the door.

“Hey,” Matthew, our personal attendant greets with a wide smile. He’s holding a notepad in his hand. “Would you like me to bring dinner to your room tonight or would you like to make your way to the dining car?”

I look over at Cade, nodding for him to make the decision. “We’ll make our way to the dining car,” Cade tells Matthew.

“Right on! Dinner is served any time between five and eight. If you need anything or have any questions, I’ll be sitting at my little station at the end of the hall.”

“Thank you, Matthew!”

Cade closes the door and sits back in his space. As much as I was hoping he’d want to just stay here for dinner, it’s for the best that we’re leaving. Maybe having other people around will help clear my head.

I take a deep breath, overwhelmed with sweet lemon tea. I shift in my seat. Cade’s scent is intoxicating and it’s making it hard to keep my thoughts straight. Maybe that’s why I’m so flustered. Maybe that’s why my mind keeps dragging itself into the gutter.

Leaning my head against my seat, I stare out the window. There’s rustling in the room and I look over, watching as Cade pulls a book from his backpack. He curls up in his chair and starts reading. I like the companionable silence between us. It’s not awkward and for once, I don’t feel a need to fill the silence with idle chat.

Cade looks up, his pretty green eyes meet mine. He gives me a little smile before looking back down at his book.

Just that glance has my entire body heating. I smile as I stare out the window, watching everything race past us, unable to keep my lips from curling up. I like the way he looks at me and the way he casually flirts. But at the same time, it fills me with anxiety and dread.

I’m not good at stuff like this; flirting, banter, being sexy. I never know if people are actually interested unless they flat out sayhey, Spencer, I’d love to maybe fuck you.

Vacations are a time to let down your hair and have a good time. Could I do that with Cade? Could I turn my brain off long enough to enjoy the flirty banter he’s offering?

I’m not sure, but I want to try. What's the worst that could happen? We have some awkward tension that’ll only last as long as the vacation? Then we’ll just go back to not knowing each other when we get back home. No biggie.

The rest of the night is spent together, getting dinner, having more small talk as we get to know each other, before going back to our cabin for bed. I fall asleep to the sound of Cade’s soft breaths and the train pulling us forward.

Chapter Three

Cade

I wake up slowly from the most delightful dream. I was kneeling before a brunet beauty, my nose pressed to their hip while I teased my mouth against their straining cock. I swear I can still smell them despite now being awake.

I blink slowly, remembering that I’m not at home in bed but instead on a moving train. My eyes dart over to Spencer’s bed, finding it empty. Disappointment hits me square in the chest, threatening to overwhelm me if I don’t do my best to push it to the back of my mind. The scent from my dream wasn’t some random faceless hookup, it wasSpencer. Gods, his scent is starting to drive me to having wet dreams like a teenager all over again but I can’t find it in myself to be upset by that.

I’ve only known Spencer for half a day but I already feel incredibly drawn to him, like a moth that continuously floats to a flame. There’s just something about him that makes me want to get to know him, to learn all his secrets, to see what faces he makes if I suck his dick in real life instead of just in my dreams.

Good thing we have a personal shower in this suite because I have a feeling I’m going to need a cold one to get my libido in check.

I sit up, stretching my arms over my head. I’m about to get up when the door of our cabin swings open.

Spencer’s eyes widen as he looks at me. “Good morning,” he says softly, holding up two cups of coffee. “I went to the dining car this morning to get us coffee. But then I had a moment of panic as I realized I didn’t even know if you liked coffee or not. I was already in line and I didn’t want to make people wait so I debated with myself on what I should do. Eventually, I just ordered two. If you hate coffee, it’s totally fine, I can just drink both. Although, I’ll probably get really hyper if I drink both as caffeine seems to hit me pretty hard.”

My chest feels like it may burst as I listen to him nervously ramble. Gods, he’sadorable.

“I love coffee. Thank you, Spencer. That was really thoughtful of you.”

Spencer hands over the coffee, waving me off. “It was nothing.”

“It wasn’t nothing to me,” I tell him softly, smiling up at him. He sits in his seat across the cabin from me. He curls up again, with his legs tucked against his chest. He’s so lanky and it really shows when he sits like that. I find it really cute. I find most things about him cute. Is this because I haven’t gotten laid in ages? Or is there just something special about Spencer? I have to admit I’m leaning towards the second.

We sit together in our room and sip our coffee, watching the window. There’s something really soothing about being in someone’s space without the need to fill said space with idle chatter. The trees blur as we pass them. A huge lake goes by and I marvel at the deer who’re sipping from the water, the birds that fly around the trees, and the stillness of it all.

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