Page 12 of Whisker Me Away

“I didn’t really think about the fact that they’d probably double booked us here too,” Spencer says, breaking the silence. “Is that going to be okay? Should we ask if they have another room available? I feel really awkward all of a sudden, Cade. I’m sorry you’re stuck with me again.”

“Hey,” I say softly, turning towards him. I drop the handle of my bag so I can reach up and touch his cheek. “You’re okay. Don’t be sorry for something that’s not your fault.”

Spencer looks down at me, his giant brown eyes wide.

“I don’t mind that we’ve been double booked again,” I tell him. “Are you okay with it? I could very well go down and talk to the front desk about everything if you want.”

“No,” Spencer says right away. “No, I’m okay. If you’re okay.”

“I’m okay too.”

“Okay. Cool. Awesome. Okay.”

He’s so fucking adorable that I don’t stop my impulse to pull him down and give him a quick kiss. We pull back and the doors to the elevator open, smiles stretching across our faces.

Our room is easy to find and as we step in, my breath is stolen.

“Jesus Christ,” Spencer breathes out, looking around.

Instead of a simple room, we’re apparently staying in a full suite. There’s a door to the bathroom to the left which has two sinks, a toilet, a giant claw foot tubanda shower. Deeper inside is a living room area with a full kitchenette including a little dining table, a couch, and a TV. Past that is a little half wall that separates the bed from everything else. The bed is a king.

Why has it only just occurred to me that there’s only one bed?

I turn towards Spencer, watching his reaction. He’s staring at the bed, biting his bottom lip. I wish I could bite that full bottom lip instead.

“I can always sleep on the couch,” I offer, but Spencer is quickly shaking his head.

“No, that’s not necessary. It’s a king, so there’s plenty of room for the both of us.”

“Only if you’re sure.”

“I’m sure,” he says softly, giving me a shy smile and looking at me through his lashes. Fuck, he really shouldn’t be looking at me like that. It’s getting harder and harder not to toss him onto the bed and have my way with him.

Even now, just standing side by side I can’t stop thinking about stripping him out of his clothes and running my tongue along every inch of his body. I want to leave him covered in my cum so that he smells like me. I want--

Fuck, I want so much. But now isnotthe time for all these thoughts. The last thing I want is for my scent to turn all musky with lust to the point of making Spencer uncomfortable.

“Then it’s settled,” I say, tossing my bag in the corner. Then I jump onto the bed, sprawling out. Spencer giggles in response, the sound warming me to my core.

“I was expecting a tiny room, not all of this. There’s so much space for activities.”

“Activities? Like what?”

I watch as Spencer’s cheeks brighten with a blush. Oh, it’s nice to know I’m not the only one who has his mind in the gutter. I’ll never get used to the sight of his blush, it’s so lovely. “Like checkers. Or Just Dance. Or yoga? I don’t know, Cade,” he finally says with a chuckle.

“What should we do first? Did you have a plan for anything you wanted to do now that we’re here?”

“Not really? There’s this one place I wanted to check out. You know that super tall building? I forget the name of it. But apparently you can have dinner way up there and I’d love to try that.”

I nod my head, turning on my side and propping my head up on my hand. “Yeah, Skynet, right?”

“That’s the one! I’d love to go there if they have space.”

“I’ll call them this afternoon. Anything else?”

Spencer shakes his head. “Not really. The rest of the time I just planned on wandering. I have a fondness for just wandering and watching people.”

“I can see that. You’re adorable when you get all introspective.”

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