I ignore the sting from that bit of knowledge. She didn’t come back because she wanted to; she came back because she had to.
Oh well, she’s here. That’s all that matters.
“We can’t hide her for long,” Liam adds, still rubbing his head.
“Don’t worry about Tanner. He’ll get over it,” I say. Sure, he’ll be pissy as fuck, but we’ll put it to a vote. At the very least, Ellie, Liam, and I will all vote yes. I don’t see Penn caring either way. So we win.
End of story.
42
ELLIE
Travis was right.
Tanner was more than slightly annoyed when he discovered the cat after driving eight hours straight. But I think he was too exhausted to put up a fight. Which seemed to disappoint Travis. He was ready to go to bat over the feline, which was kind of adorable, but not necessary, it turns out. Calvin was more bothered than anyone, only because it’s me, and he hates me for some unknown reason.
I shuffle to my bunk after grabbing a snack. We’re less than two hours away from our next destination. I can’t wait to get off this bus and go outside. Feel the sun on my face. This is a nice bus—roomy, but it doesn’t take long to feel suffocated.
My feet freeze as my bunk comes into view.
Travis is splayed across my bed, legs spread wide, with the kitten on his chest. His hands are cupped protectively around her back, one of his thumbs stroking her fur.
My heart patters against my ribs.
His eyes are closed, his messy hair lying over his forehead. I clutch my quivering stomach. I think my ovaries just kickedinto overdrive. That’s never happened before. Shit, am I ovulating?
Yeah, that has to be it.
I step closer and immediately regret it. The sight is almost too hot to bear.
This big, sexy, tattooed and pierced man snuggled up with a tiny kitty is making me…horny. My eyes trail down to the button on his jeans all on their own. I envision myself undoing them, pulling his cock out, and sitting on it.
Oh fuck. Retreat, retreat!
How did I not see this coming? I knew Travis loved animals, but I hadn’t considered pets fitting in that category. I thought he liked wild animals and watching them on TV. I wasn’t prepared to see him interact with one. Withmine.
“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”
My gaze snaps up, and I jolt backward.
Travis is eyeing me with a grin, head lifted off the bed as he strokes my cat. Dammit.I have another pussy he can stroke.
No, bad Ellie.
I roll my eyes, but he’s right. I pull out my phone and take a picture. “This will be good content.”
“Uh-huh. Puttin’ it in your spank bank, aren’t you, May? Don’t lie.”
Shoving his long-ass legs out of the way, I sit down next to him. “You wish.”
“You didn’t know I was going to be a cat daddy, did you?”
I open the tiny bag of chips too aggressively, and a few fly out, raining all over me. “A cat daddy?”
He grabs a stray chip that landed on my blanket and pops it into his mouth. “Yup.”
“What the hell is that?”
