Must Love Cats

Dale Thomason isn't much of a cat person. In fact, he doesn't particularly care for animals of any kind. Or people either, for that matter. A food critic for the local press, he dines out on the company tab without the hassle of going on a date. His sex life is non-existent, particularly when compared to that of his bisexual BFF, Jill. When a stray orange tomcat brazenly follows Dale home one night, he calls Jill to come rid his apartment of the feline terror. But he can't seem to keep the cat out of his home, and the next time it comes inside, Jill isn't there to rescue him, so he lets it stay. That night Dale has the sexiest, most vivid dream starring the hot new redhead who just moved into the apartment across from his. In the morning, the cat has mysteriously vanished and Dale is left reeling from the wet dream. Did he imagine the whole thing? Or does his new neighbor harbor a furry secret?

J.M. Snyder · LGBT+

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18 Chs

Chapter 8

By the time he reached his parking lot, it was quarter to midnight. He hadn’t realized it was so late. He pulled the key from his ignition, cutting off the car, then jammed his foot on the brake when the vehicle started to roll backwards. With a hard yank, he tugged up the parking brake. “And stay there,” he growled, opening the car door. He tried to step out and stumbled to the ground.

“Fuck.”

On his hands and knees, Dale pushed himself up off the cold pavement. He was definitely batting zero tonight. When he slammed the car door shut behind him, it didn’t quite latch, so he kicked at it once, twice, all the while thumbing the lock button on his key fob. After what seemed like hours, the damn horn finally beeped, telling him the car was secure. Just to test it, he tugged on the door handle.

And promptly set off the car alarm.

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