“Please don’t kill the kitty. Please, please don’t kill the kitty.” Alexa whispers as she watches Felix sniff the kitten. Maxi holds still while she gets the sniff test. Although she is a Maine Coon, like Felix, her coloring is more of a calico. She meows low and rubs against Felix. Felix stiffens then Maxi starts purring. Once the purring begins Felix begins to clean her from her head to her neck.
I let out the breath I did not realize I was holding. Alexa grabs my arm. “Oh my god, he likes her. Wow, I always thought he was an only kitty kind of cat. He’s so spoiled.”
“The ladies think he is lonely and he needs another cat but because of his age an easy-going kitten is best.”
“Do you think it will work?”
“I hope so.”
The next morning is a lazy Saturday, sex and caresses finally give way to hunger and we are out of bed close to nine. We go out for breakfast, it’s nice and comfortable. When we get home, we are relieved to find Felix and Maxi are still happy and playing or dozing together, no blood or pee anywhere. We both work, me looking over a company I am interested in, Alexa writing. After a few hours, I look up to see Alexa stretching. She sees me watching her.
“Time for a walk. Come on lazy, we have to get off our butts and move around.”
I make a face and go back to my report.
“Fine, I’ll go alone.”
When she comes back from changing I look up to see her in yoga pants and a tight shirt that keeps shimmying up her ass. “You are not leaving in that. Go change.”
She bends over the couch showing me the pink bra she’s wearing. “I’ll change if you come with me.”
I do not like being blackmailed.
“Okay, I’ll suck your cock too.”
I am not, however, above bribery. I love the way she goes down on her knees with a smile. She takes her time, teasing me, moaning as I reach down to play with her breasts. Neither one of us lasts very long.
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bsp; Downstairs, I glance around at the bright day and the people wandering around. “How long do we have to walk around?”
“Don’t be so grumpy this is good for us. If you quit complaining, you’ll actually enjoy yourself.”
Almost an hour later as we stop for lunch, I find I have enjoyed myself. Alexa’s phone goes off with a text. Her smile is as bright as the sun.
“You were right. They raised their offer, a two-book deal at fifty thousand the royalties three dollars per sale on both the soft cover print and the ebooks. Have I thanked you enough for all of this?”
“More than enough when you never needed to in the first place. All I did was allow the people that mattered to see you clearly. If you were not already a valuable commodity nothing I would have done would matter. Your writing spoke for itself. What you wrote was not easy, definitely not like those cheap romance novels, it deserves the tag of literature.”
Her book had made it to the New York Times bestseller list. It entered the list at nine before climbing and peaking at four. Miguel and Santos will be vacationing in Paris as my gift for their success.
“Stop, you’ll give me a big head. Hey, don’t knock those romance novels. They are a hell of a lot harder to write than you’d think.”
“You tried to write romance?” I’m intrigued.
She blushes. “The first one I tried to turn into a romance. It just didn’t work. When I finished I tried to write another romance, only I hated it, it was not romance at all. I couldn’t stick the landing.”
“Stick the landing?”
“The happily ever after, I couldn’t get it down. Nothing I wrote felt right, no matter how much I tried it all went wrong, or I just kept writing.”
“Hmm, happily ever after does not come easily in the real world. As much we seek to escape into fiction, it has to have an element of truth or no matter how well the fiction is written it becomes unbelievable.”
“You don’t believe in happily ever after?”
“Not really, I believe more in happy for now. Although I will admit that seeing Elise and Dmitri genuinely happy after eight years and four children makes me wonder if it is possible.”
Our walk home is slow. Once we get home Alexa teases me into admitting I enjoyed it, then I tease her into a slow breathless orgasm.