6. Chapter Five
Chapter Five
Cade
This morning and every morning on the train since our afternoon of day drinking, Spencer has bravely asked for a kiss good morning. And every morning, I was more than happy to give it to him.
The kisses are barely there, just the most chaste press of lips against lips, yet they feel sweeter than any other kiss I’ve given in the past. There’s something about Spencer that makes these kisses special. I wish I could put my finger on it but whenever I’m around him, my mind feels like it’s swimming in a pool of happy chemicals. It’s hard to think when I’m around him, but I find that I don’t mind.
We’ve found ourselves in a domestic routine while on the train. We wake up together, share a good morning kiss, and then have breakfast in our room. After eating, we head to the observation deck where we watch the wilderness pass by through the window while snuggled close. Sometimes we talk about random things but other times we’re more than content just to be in each other’s presence, doing our own things. I often read the book I’ve brought and Spencer will write or draw in his journal.
It’s nice. It’s nice in a way I wasn’t expecting. In the past, relationships have been physical companionship. This is the first time something with another person feels like it has the potential to be serious.
Not that I’m asking Spencer to mate with me right here and now, only that the potential is there and I would be a fool to ignore that. The only problem is what happens when this vacation is said and done?
Spencer packs up his things, his body practically vibrating with excitement. “As much as I’ve loved this train, I’m so excited to get off of it. It was starting to feel a tad bit claustrophobic.”
“You’ll be outside stretching your legs in no time.”
I toss my shit into my bag, closing the zipper. I put my beanie back onto my bald head, wanting to keep it warm once we step outside the train.
“Which hotel is your reservation for?”
“The Peterson. You?”
“The same,” Spencer says with an excited grin. Gods, he’s so pretty. “It’ll be nice to have a familiar face around. I have no idea what to expect when we get there.”
“We’ll stick together,” I tell him before pausing. “Well, we can stick together as much as you’d like. I don’t want to intrude or anything.”
“You wouldn’t be,” Spencer says right away.
He must notice my hesitation because he finishes packing his things before stepping over to me. With a determined look, he moves to stand between my thighs. Tentatively, so he can pull away if he wants to, I place my hands on his hips.
The air between us grows heated and by the look in Spencer’s eyes, I can tell he’s feeling it as well. There is definitely something here between us, a tether pulling tighter and tighter. It feels inescapable yet I have no desire to pull against it. If anything, I want to lean into it. I want to see where this goes. I want to see if Spencer and I can make something real from this undeniable pull.
I’m delightfully surprised when Spencer leans down. This is the first time he’s initiated a kiss between the two of us without alcohol clouding our minds. My chest warms and my stomach flutters with emotion.
This kiss is just like the others we’ve shared yet somehow better because Spencer is taking what he wants. He kisses me like he’s on a mission, like he wants to crawl inside my chest and make a home there. We’ve only known each other a few days, but somehow, I already feel like I know him yet want to spend every one of my breaths getting to know him better.
All these feelings are overwhelming and confusing, so I push them away in order to enjoy this soft, gentle kiss. I want to stay in the moment instead of thinking about what ifs and the future.
“Thank you,” I whisper when Spencer pulls back. He pushes his messy hair out of his eyes, his cheeks beautifully rosy. “That was just what I needed.”
Spencer gives me a soft smile before he clears his throat. “I’m glad that there was a mix up, Cade.”
When he says stuff like this with those giant doe eyes, I feel myself melting. How am I supposed to keep my feelings in check when he’s doing stuff like this? I squeeze his hip. “I’m glad for it too.” Matthew knocks on our door, letting us know the station is just ahead. We grab our things, double checking every cranny to make sure we’re not forgetting anything before heading out towards the doors. It’s a whirlwind of shuffling and walking and waiting. Once outside, I breathe in the fresh air, my chest feeling light.
“Share a taxi?” Spencer nods.
We find one easily enough and head to our hotel, making easy small talk as we go. Being in this little space together, I can’t help but subtly breathe in Spencer’s scent. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to just how much I like it. I wish I could roll around in it, or maybe bottle it up so I can keep it close and smell it whenever I want.
The hotel is far nicer than I’m used to. The lobby we enter has giant ceilings with the most intricate chandeliers hanging down, sparkling like diamonds.
I whistle softly. “This is way nicer than I thought it would be.”
“I know,” Spencer whispers back, looking down at our clothes. “I feel incredibly underdressed. I feel like this is the type of place we’d run into a celebrity or something.”
“Wouldn’t that be something?”
The person working at the counter greets us with a smile. “Welcome, gentlemen.”
“Hi,” I say, pulling out my paper. “We’re here to check in.”
Spencer takes his paper out as well, sliding it across the desk. The guy quickly starts typing at his computer. “Ah yes, here we are.” He looks at both papers before giving them back, handing us each a keycard.
“The two of you will be on the third floor, room 345. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to call the front office. We offer free wake up calls, a pool room, the gym, a sauna, and of course, free breakfast and coffee every morning. You’ll also find a menu of the a la cart items we offer up in your room.”
“Sorry, the two of us? We’re in the same room?”
The receptionist looks at the computer again before nodding. “Yes. A king suite.”
I give Spencer a look, waiting to see if he’ll ask for a new room as I take the key card from the counter. Eventually, Spencer just nods. “Thank you so much.”
“Enjoy your stay.”
With my bag rolling behind me, I start walking towards the elevator. Spencer’s cheeks are bright red as he follows me. Once inside the elevator, I press the giant three and the doors close.
“I didn’t really think about the fact that they’d probably double booked us here too,” Spencer says, breaking the silence. “Is that going to be okay? Should we ask if they have another room available? I feel really awkward all of a sudden, Cade. I’m sorry you’re stuck with me again.”
“Hey,” I say softly, turning towards him. I drop the handle of my bag so I can reach up and touch his cheek. “You’re okay. Don’t be sorry for something that’s not your fault.”
Spencer looks down at me, his giant brown eyes wide.
“I don’t mind that we’ve been double booked again,” I tell him. “Are you okay with it? I could very well go down and talk to the front desk about everything if you want.”
“No,” Spencer says right away. “No, I’m okay. If you’re okay.”
“I’m okay too.”
“Okay. Cool. Awesome. Okay.”
He’s so fucking adorable that I don’t stop my impulse to pull him down and give him a quick kiss. We pull back and the doors to the elevator open, smiles stretching across our faces.
Our room is easy to find and as we step in, my breath is stolen.
“Jesus Christ,” Spencer breathes out, looking around.
Instead of a simple room, we’re apparently staying in a full suite. There’s a door to the bathroom to the left which has two sinks, a toilet, a giant claw foot tub and a shower. Deeper inside is a living room area with a full kitchenette including a little dining table, a couch, and a TV. Past that is a little half wall that separates the bed from everything else. The bed is a king.
Why has it only just occurred to me that there’s only one bed?
I turn towards Spencer, watching his reaction. He’s staring at the bed, biting his bottom lip. I wish I could bite that full bottom lip instead.
“I can always sleep on the couch,” I offer, but Spencer is quickly shaking his head.
“No, that’s not necessary. It’s a king, so there’s plenty of room for the both of us.”
“Only if you’re sure.”
“I’m sure,” he says softly, giving me a shy smile and looking at me through his lashes. Fuck, he really shouldn’t be looking at me like that. It’s getting harder and harder not to toss him onto the bed and have my way with him.
Even now, just standing side by side I can’t stop thinking about stripping him out of his clothes and running my tongue along every inch of his body. I want to leave him covered in my cum so that he smells like me. I want--
Fuck, I want so much. But now is not the time for all these thoughts. The last thing I want is for my scent to turn all musky with lust to the point of making Spencer uncomfortable.
“Then it’s settled,” I say, tossing my bag in the corner. Then I jump onto the bed, sprawling out. Spencer giggles in response, the sound warming me to my core.
“I was expecting a tiny room, not all of this. There’s so much space for activities.”
“Activities? Like what?”
I watch as Spencer’s cheeks brighten with a blush. Oh, it’s nice to know I’m not the only one who has his mind in the gutter. I’ll never get used to the sight of his blush, it’s so lovely. “Like checkers. Or Just Dance. Or yoga? I don’t know, Cade,” he finally says with a chuckle.
“What should we do first? Did you have a plan for anything you wanted to do now that we’re here?”
“Not really? There’s this one place I wanted to check out. You know that super tall building? I forget the name of it. But apparently you can have dinner way up there and I’d love to try that.”
I nod my head, turning on my side and propping my head up on my hand. “Yeah, Skynet, right?”
“That’s the one! I’d love to go there if they have space.”
“I’ll call them this afternoon. Anything else?”
Spencer shakes his head. “Not really. The rest of the time I just planned on wandering. I have a fondness for just wandering and watching people.”
“I can see that. You’re adorable when you get all introspective.”
Spencer’s eyes dart up to meet mine. “You think I’m adorable?”
“Obviously.”
He sputters. “You say that so easily!”
I raise my brow, a smirk playing at my lips. “Obviously.”
“Stop it,” he says, pointing at me. “Stop being all confident and sexy. It’s scrambling my brain, Cade!”
I tilt my head slightly. His words are an accusation but they’re also a confession in a way. My heart picks up speed. “You think I’m sexy?”
Spencer’s mouth opens and closes a few times before he makes a frustrated noise. “Obviously,” he says, mirroring my words back to me, complete with a little eye roll. Gods, he’s so fucking cute.
I want him more than I’ve ever wanted another person. My entire body craves him. All the blood is quickly leaving my head, diving down into my cock. It’s a rush, feeling this overwhelming urge to have Spencer. I won’t do anything until Spencer gives me the go ahead, which means all of this lust is simmering under my skin, the anticipation making this even better. Holding myself back will only make the act of finally having him so much sweeter.
“That’s good to know. My ego needed the pat, thank you.”
“Whatever,” he murmurs, shaking his head at me. He doesn’t look upset, instead, he’s giving me a soft smile. “What should we do today? Should we find somewhere to have lunch? Check out the pool? Maybe take a nap?”
“A grown up nap or a nap nap?”
“What’s a grown up nap?”
“You know, when two adults sneak away to take a naked nap together,” I explain, wiggling my brows at him.
Spencer’s face pinkens again. “I meant a normal, fully clothed nap,” he sputters out, covering his face with his hands. “I said stop that!”
“Sorry,” I say with a chuckle. “I’ll try to behave myself.”
“You better!”
“I vote we go for a walk,” I finally say instead of winding him up even further.
Spencer finally drops his bag on the floor before turning and walking away from the little bedroom area. “Come on then. Let’s get out there before the sun starts to set!”
I get off the bed and follow behind Spencer, ready to spend the rest of the day with him. I’m man enough to admit I’m growing quite fond of this man. I really hope there’s a chance I’ll get to keep him once this vacation is over.