His Surrender by Jaclyn Osborn

Author:Jaclyn Osborn
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-05-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Remi

Jay’s house wasn’t what I’d expected. I had pictured a total bachelor pad with little to no decorations, maybe a playroom with a leather couch, whips and sex toys hanging on the wall, and an extravagant bed in the center of it all.

The reality? Very different than that.

“Wow,” I said, after stepping through the front door and looking around.

Hardwood floors in the living room, and there was a brown couch and love seat holding white and orange pillows. A multicolored rug was beneath the antique coffee table. The walls held a variety of landscape paintings and a few black-and-white photographs.

“I’m a lover of beautiful things,” Jay said, casting his gaze around the room almost nervously. “I know it’s a lot.”

He’d told me he rarely brought men home. This was a part of his world he let very few people ever see. Was that why he was nervous?

“I like it.”

“Thank you.” Our eyes met, briefly, before he averted them again. “Can I get you something to drink?”

“No, thanks.” I remained standing in the entryway. So did he. I started laughing. “Could we be any more awkward?”

His face broke into a smile. “Probably not. What the hell is wrong with us? We’ve seen each other’s asses. Having you in my house shouldn’t be this weird.”

That’s when I heard a faint meow before something touched my leg. I looked down and saw the most adorable cat I’d ever seen in my entire life—big eyes and a pushed-in face surrounded by orange fur. I bent down and reached to pet him, going slow because I knew some cats didn’t like to be touched and startled easy.

The cat stared at my hand before head-butting it and purring.

“He likes you,” Jay said, crossing his arms and staring down at us with a smile. “Not surprising.”

I returned his smile and continued petting the cat. “What’s his name?”

“Sputnik. But I call him Sput.”

“Why Sputnik?” I asked, amused. “Wasn’t that the name of a satellite?”

“Correct.” Jay joined me on the floor and scratched the cat’s back. “Before I got him, I browsed adoption sites for a while. Then one day I saw him at an animal shelter two hours away. He was a few years old at the time, and he’d been abused by his previous owners. I knew right then I needed to adopt him.” Jay smiled at Sputnik with so much love in his eyes that it made my chest ache. He was really beautiful when he let his guard down. “He didn’t have a name yet, and when I brought him home, a documentary came on the History channel about the Cold War and they talked about the launch of Sputnik. I don’t know. The name just stuck.”

Sputnik flopped onto his back, showing his fat belly, and purred up a storm.

“The more I learn about you, the more I realize just how wrongly I judged you,” I said, ashamed by the fact.

“What do you mean?” Jay picked up Sputnik and rose to his feet, giving the cat kisses on the head as he carried him to the kitchen.

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