MATT'S POV

I was mad. Why didn't she wonder where I was? Why couldn't I enjoy this scorching hot girl who didn't even think there were any hard feelings involved? Why did Cat always invade my mind, like some parasite slowly sucking out my brain?

Now don't get me wrong, I thought about Val a lot, and I supposed we would have been happy, too, but ever since she came to my place, trying to fix me, I thought about Cat, too. And I didn't like the way I did it. Was I just looking for some kind of substitute? Because that'd be even more wrong... And if so, why was I looking for something like that in Cat? Why not in someone like Toni?

But what about my bachelor party then? I wondered. Was that just because I was drunk and I wanted to make things even with Val? That's just ... stupid. And again, why Cat? Or did I just imagine that? Okay, maybe I was drunk, but I wasn't that drunk. And I did want to lay her, no matter how much I told myself I didn't. Gah, stupid brain.


I listened to some more music for the rest of the flight, and before I knew it, the pilot announced that we would be landing shortly and advised us to fasten our seatbelts and bring our seats into an upright position - bla bla bla. There should be a switch on the headphone you get, so if you're a frequent flyer, you don't need to listen to the announcement anymore. Yep, Sanders is a genius.

Cat turned around in her seat, she had slept a little and I was glad about it, seeing as I didn't have to talk to her and possibly say something to piss her off, and I could watch her breathe as long as I wanted to. She was so beautiful. God damnit, she's hot. Just say she's hot, the voice inside my head scoffed, and you don't want anything but her pussy tightly wrapped around your cock. Boobs and ass maybe.
And I really believed it.

Before we knew it, our plane touched the ground at Abu Dhabi airport and we started clapping for the pilot, since he'd performed a great job for 18 hours. "So, a night here, right?" Cat smiled at me. God, woman, stop being so prett-, I mean hot. "Yeah," I mushed, not particularly keen on talking.

Somehow, I knew that if I talked to her, I'd simply be blown away by her great personality and sense of humor. It would make it hard to believe that I only wanted her body shaking underneath me and even harder not to try and get exactly that. "Are you tired, Matt?" she asked. It was so sweet how concerned she was.

Gosh, she's only trying to make conversation. "Yeah, very, but you know how bad I sleep at the moment," I answered her question truthfully, and she threw me an apologetic look. "Empty arms are the worst, huh?" "Yeah," I said simply and turned away.

A cab took us to our airport hotel, where we quickly checked in and asked the clerk to wake us up at 9.30 am. It was almost two am local time already. At 10.30, there would be a cab leaving to take us to the airport for the last flight. I was glad I planned this overnight stop, since we were so exhausted from the long trip.


When we finally got to our room, we noticed two things:
1. There was only one bed.
2. It was practically drowning in rose petals.

The thought of how Val would have loved it on our second night as a married couple suddenly made my heart ache. "I guess I'll take the sofa, huh? I'm too tired to go and change rooms," I said as I turned to face her.

I was surprised to see she was wearing nothing but her bra and panties anymore, changing into her pajamas right in front of my eyes as if it was nothing special. Okay, maybe to her it isn't, but me and my dick are definitely going to have to get used to that.



CAT'S POV

Why is he staring at me like that? He's seen me naked countless times. Maybe he's just exhausted. Or maybe, just maybe he likes what he sees... Just like I like what I see.... I decided not to interpret too much into Matt's behavior. "It's fine Matt, I'll take the couch. You're paying, after all," I said.

We quickly brushed our teeth and then lied down, me on the sofa, him on the bed of roses. We switched off the light and I started to fall asleep, but his constant movements that made his bed creak kept me awake. After a while, I heard his voice whisper, "Are you awake, Cat?" Fucking idiot, of course I am. I mean, you're loud as shit!

"Yeah," I simply replied. He seemed to hesitate, and I knew what was coming. "Look, I hate to ask you this, but... can I hold you?" I imagined his sad puppy eyes and a begging expression. I didn't even need to see him, I knew exactly how he looked right now. "You're not gonna stop twisting and turning until I do, are you?" I sighed. He didn't answer, but I knew it was the truth. "I'm coming," I said and he whispered a "thank you".


I walked to his bed in darkness, feeling the radiating warmth of his shirtless body. He always slept in his boxers. I lied down next to him and he quickly pulled me into his body, so that he was on his back and my head was resting on his arm, facing him.

I let my arm travel across his broad, built chest so that my hand was on the opposite side of his head and my leg was resting on his body, while he moved the arm I was laying on a little, so it reached around my back and his hand was on my waist. It felt pretty nice to finally be close to someone again. I fell asleep only minutes after reaching our final position.


When I woke up the next morning, we were spooning. His face was buried at my neck and his deep breaths were tickling me. Also, he was very close, and he was a man, and it was in the morning, and I felt, well, it. Strangely, I couldn't help but think about what dirty things I could do to wake him up, and how sexy his moans would sound if I just dove down and took him into my mouth...

Hello, earth to Cat? It's Matt! I untangled myself from his warm, thick arms and went to the bathroom. It made me a little sad to wash off his unique scent. I'd always loved how he smelled, without his cologne, no aftershave, just Matt.

But maybe I was just so flattered by his generous gift, by him taking me on a great trip, that I thought I owed him, that I thought I needed to fix him, no matter what it costs. I quickly changed into my leggins and red hoodie. We would be facing another 5 1/2 hour flight before finally arriving at our destination.

It was weird to think that Matt and I would be so secluded from everything and everyone we ever knew, on the opposite side of the planet. I was a little afraid, too. What if we fought? There was no way one of us could go back sooner. But somehow, I had this strange feeling we'd manage pretty well.

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