Dad Bod: Vampire by Kat Baxter

Author:Kat Baxter [Baxter, Kat]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 2024-04-22T00:00:00+00:00

chapter

nine

Rosie

Oh my God, he’s so much better looking in person. I wouldn’t have thought that was possible. Especially all decked out like a sexy vampire. Evidently, I have a new kink that just unlocked.

I walk as quickly as my chubby legs can go, considering he’s moving at a rapid pace. Of course, his stride is probably double mine.

“This hotel is really something special,” I say. “You’ve built a magical place. It’s a shame more people don’t visit. Though I’m guessing this conference will change that.”

He just grunts. Then he’s tapping on a keypad and opening a door. The room on the other side isn’t a standard hotel room. It’s not even a hotel suite. No, it’s like I’m stepping into a home. It’s clearly been renovated to match the house’s Tudor style. Dark wood paneling covers the walls and gorgeous wood beams accent the high ceiling.

“This is beautiful,” I say.

Again, he grunts in response. He leads me all the way in and walks me into a large open space where there’s a sitting area and a massive stone fireplace.

“There’s a kitchen through there,” he points to an arched doorway to the right. “The bedroom and bath are that way.” He lifts his chin in the opposite direction.

A knock sounds on the door behind us.

“That’ll be your cat and your stuff,” he says.

Sure enough, when he opens the door, Chester, from the lobby, rolls a bell cart into the room.

Figs lets out a mighty meow.

“Oh, my sweet boy,” I coo. I kneel and pull him out, giving him a cuddle.

I glance at Hudson, and he’s staring at my cat as if I’m holding a tiger instead of a sixteen-pound tomcat.

Chester laughs, finishes unloading the cart and then leaves without a word.

Figs wiggles to get down and I set him on his feet. Immediately, he trots over to Hudson.

My boss still looks completely freaked out which just makes me giggle. I’m pretty sure when Figs starts weaving in between his legs, Hudson stops breathing.

“He likes you,” I say. “Figs is an excellent judge of character.”

Those crazy blue eyes of his widen.

“Pick him up, he wants some cuddles.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” I nod to encourage him.

When my giant of a boss squats and tentatively reaches out to scratch my boy’s head, Figs falls onto his back and gives Hudson a plea for a belly rub.

“He really likes you,” I say. What I manage to keep inside of my mouth is that seeing my boys together spreads warmth through my entire body.

That man does not belong to you, I remind myself.

Hudson clears his throat and stands, stepping away from my cat. “You can stay here until the storm passes. I have to get back downstairs to help out.”

“I can help too,” I say. “I just need to set up Figs’s litter box and water, and then I’ll come down.”

“No!” he barks. “You stay here. I have enough to deal with without having to worry about keeping you safe.”

His words are confusing, but I don’t want to further exacerbate him.

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