Page 19 of Whisker Me Away

A soft rumbling begins to emanate between us. I look down in surprise, finding Spencer hiding his face against my chest. It's like a soft growl except it’s not, and I’m pretty sure it’s coming from Spencer’s chest.

“Sorry,” he whispers shyly. “I can’t help it.”

“What is that?” That’s when it hits me. A grin stretches across my face and my chest feels like it might actually burst with affection. “Are youpurring?”

“Yes! But I can’t help it! I’m sorry if it’s weird.”

I tighten my arms around Spencer. Just a moment ago, I was ready to start panicking, wondering if all of this was too much, worried I’d gone too far only to have each and every one of those worries melt away at the sensation of Spencer purring against me.

“It’s not weird,” I tell him right away, my voice soft. “It’s wonderful. It means you’re happy and safe, right?”

“Yeah. It means my inner cat is happy.” Spencer swallows before leaning on his elbow in order to meet my eye. “Youmake me happy, Cade. You make me feel safe. You make me feel,”his words cut off and he looks away, biting his bottom lip. “You make me feel a lot of things.”

I caress his cheek. “You make me feel those things too, Spencer. I’m not someone who’s ever wanted a relationship but with you, I find myself wanting all those things and more.”

Spencer’s face softens as he leans fully against my hand. He’s so adorable. “I’m so glad because if I was the only one feeling these things, I’d be really sad.”

“We wouldn’t want that,” I whisper, pulling him down into another soft kiss. It feels so good to be on the same page about this. We’re both in uncharted territory and navigating this together.

We stay like that all morning, holding each other as our cum cools and leaves us stuck together, the soft purring lulling us in this bubble of intimacy. I never want this bubble to pop.

Chapter Eight

Spencer

Nerves nip at my belly as I reach over and take Cade’s hand. He gives me a squeeze of encouragement as we walk into the building. This place is way nicer than I’m used to. Sure, I used to work in fine dining but that was work. I wasn’t actually dining in high end places like that outside of work.

“You look incredible,” Cade says, murmuring into my ear. “I told you that already, right?”

“You did,” I tell him with a shy smile. “But that doesn’t mean I mind hearing it again.” I run a hand down the front of his dress shirt. “You look wonderful as well. I can’t believe we somehow packed matching dress clothes.”

“Just another sign that the universe meant for us to be together,” he says with a wink that leaves me breathless not only with lust but also with affection.

We’re both wearing black dress pants with button ups. Mine is black with dark purple accents while his is the opposite, purple with black stripes. We look amazing together and my innershifter thrills with the fact that Cade looks taken. We look like we belong together.

Cade’s words play over and over inside my head, bouncing around like an overactive ping pong ball. Is it possible that the universe pushed us together? That there’s some sort of higher power pulling the string, helping me find the person destined to be mine?

If that’s true, I can see why the universe would bring me Cade. He’s outgoing in a way that brings me out of my shell. He’s gentle and kind to everyone around him. He’s good with people, allowing me to fade into the background as he takes over the conversation while also making me still feel like I’m part of the picture. We fit together like two puzzle pieces.

We step into an elevator and press the button for the top floor. I turn towards Cade as we start moving up. His beard is braided and I can’t help but smile, remembering the way I helped him braid it this morning, something so intimate yet so simple.

“Do you really believe that?” I blurt out.

Cade stares at me in surprise, tilting his head. “Believe what?”

“That the universe pushed us together?”

“Yes,” he says right away, my stomach swooping at the certainty of his answer. “Without a doubt. I’ve never felt anything like this before, Spencer. I’m drawn to you in a way that logical thought can’t piece together. We’ve just met and yet, I can’t imagine just going back to life without you in it.”

“Oh,” I breathe out.

“Too much?”

I shake my head, putting both of my hands on Cade’s face. Then I lean down and kiss his lips. “That wasn’t too much. It was perfect,” I say against his lips. I can feel the way he’s smiling.

“Perfect, just like you.”

I can feel my face heat but I don’t really mind. Cade seems to love my blush and that helps me love it as well. He kisses mycheek before pulling away, just in time for the elevator to come to a stop. A moment later, the doors open and we step out onto the top floor.

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