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Cooper blushes. “Sometimes.”
Royal laughs again, and damn it, it does something to my insides. I can’t keep my eyes off him as he takes the kitten from Cooper and cuddles him to his broad chest. “This little baby is pretty cute.”
The kitten is adorable, but my eyes are glued to the man before me.
The one who kissed me.
My mind is a complete mess, and I almost completely miss what I agree to as the two—okay, I guess technically, the three of us—talk.
And goddammit, somehow, I end up taking the little black kitten home, along with a starter pack of a litter box, a litter-box scooper, litter, food, treats, and a collar.
Damn, this Cooper guy is good.
When I get home and get the new kitten settled—who, apparently, is named Mickey, and I’m not going to change it—I go into my office and sit down at my computer, going over the events of the day.
Seeing Royal like that has made me see him in a whole new light. He was happy. Truly happy.
Surrounded by his friends, joking and laughing.
I captured a picture of all of us—me included, with Mickey cuddled against my chest—and post it on all my socials without another thought.
I make sure to tag the shelter with all the shelter information available, hoping like hell to get the community involved to adopt the animals. I smile when the kitten jumps up on my lap, and I can’t resist a selfie for my Instagram story.
She’s so damn cute, all cuddled up against my cheek, and I put the link for the shelter in the story too.
I also notice the shelter, as well as a personal account in Cooper’s name, following me, and I quickly follow back.
I smile to myself as I cuddle Mickey.
Looks like I made a couple of new friends today.
CHAPTER14
ROYAL
It’s the last race of the season, and Soren isn’t here.
Why the hell does that bug me so much?It shouldn’t. I want to shake it off. But it’s on my mind throughout the entire race.
Along with that goddamn kiss.
What the hell was I thinking, kissing him?
And why the hell do I want to do it again so badly?
I can answer that question. Because it felt really damn good. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about how good his body felt pressed against mine or how soft his lips were.
I’m an obsessed person.That’s for sure.
Seeing him at the animal shelter the other day was the last time I saw him. He looked good, thoroughly rested, and confident as he walked into that shelter, but I didn’t miss the quick misstep he took when he saw my eyes on his.
I don’t know if he feels this thing between us like I do.
Surely, he doesn’t. He’s an out and proud gay man. Handsome, with a successful career. He can have his choice of any guy out there. There’s no way in hell he’s been obsessing about that kiss like I have.
Despite being distracted as fuck, I managed to win second place in the race. But I didn’t really feel like sticking around to celebrate Brayden’s win, even though I don’t really mind that guy so much.
He’s a legend, and to lose to him doesn’t sting as bad.
