Page 14 of Cursed with Fortune


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Maybe he preferred men?

Hopping off the bed, I went to check out the last room and found it empty. No furniture, just more plush carpeting, this time in light blue and navy blue drapes.

I didn’t think a woman had ever been here. Turning around, I made my way to his bedroom and hopped up on his bed. My paws pushed into the soft pillow top, making me want to snuggle up on it. Taking a deep breath, I could smell Frank and I flopped over to rub his scent on me while rubbing my scent on the bed. After all, this is home now, and I needed to mark my space.

From there I went to check out the bathroom and my emotions ran wild, seeing a special area for me in the bathroom. I guessed he meant for me to be an indoor kitty, and I took advantage of being home alone to do my thing before continuing on. The shower in that room looked amazing.

I wish I could shift back to my real form and use it. It reminds me of the waterfall back home.

I headed back to the sunroom and looked at the drawing on the table.

It’s me! Wow!

A purr rumbled out as I took in how carefully he drew me, the little details he added in, and my heart felt full.

The sketches were beautiful, and there were multiple drawings with me in different poses. He also had some drawings of gardens, houses and water features.

I wonder what he does for a living?

Wandering through the rest of the room, the sheer number of books amazed me. There were books on puzzles, technical manuals, psychology, shifters, romance, biographies.

Sighing, I rubbed my head against the books I could reach.

I wish I could curl up and read.

My stomach grumbled, and I padded over to eat more before heading back to his bed to lay my head down and drift to sleep.

“And now, we present to you Passion by Pricilla!”

The music begins as the first model takes the stage, flashes of light are popping all around, and the next model is off. The crowd is sitting forward in awe at the perfect garments walking the catwalk.

“Pricilla, it looks like they like them! And guess who is in the audience?” My assistant is bouncing on her toes.

“Who?” I send the next model down the runway.

“Madame De La Raven!”

“Chenille Raven? Here at my show?”

“Yes! You know she is the top shifter fashion designer.”

“I know!” I pace. “What if she hates my garments?”

Strong arms wrap around me. “No one could hate your work. You’re an amazing designer.”

Leaning back into his arms, I relax, enjoying his fingers stroking my hair.

Frank

I couldn’t stop the smile as I walked into my house. It didn’t feel so empty knowing that Pricilla’s there waiting for me.

The feel of sand caked between my ass cheeks and in every other fold of skin drove me nuts, so I dropped all my clothes in the mudroom, and walked naked to my bedroom to get in the shower.

The moment I walked past my bed, I stopped and slowly turned to see Pricilla sleeping peacefully on my side of the bed. She didn’t move and continued to sleep, so I went for my shower. I didn’t think I’d ever showered so fast in my life. I wanted to get in, get clean, and get out. Then maybe cuddle with my sweet cat.

I walked around my bed and laid down on the open side, waiting to see if she moved or woke. When she continued to sleep, making little purring sounds, I stretched out and ever so gently pulled her back to rest against me. Stroking the top of her head, pride welled up in me when her purrs came out stronger.

“I don’t think it’s so ridiculous to wish you were a woman.” I whispered against the top of her head. “You’re so beautiful as a cat, I can almost imagine you as a woman. Deep tanned skin, tufted wrists like the lion people in the jungles of Oz.”

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