The coffee machine made its typical noises. Cooper sat with his beverage, letting Seth sleep in as long as he wanted being that it was school vacation week. Riley kisses his nose as she entered the kitchen, wearing a bathrobe with nothing underneath. “Hey handsome.” With his usual smile he nuzzled and kisses her back. He had already cooked breakfast, Riley eyed the containers full of eggs and bacon set up in a buffet style.
“So, you and Seth have any plans?” Cooper asked with a yawn as he sat at the table. Riley and Cooper’s son had formed quite a friendship, especially now that school was over. Riley was the cool girl. The fact that she was strikingly beautiful didn’t hurt either.
“Not sure, but he’ll be fine while you’re at work. I’m sure we’ll do something.” Once coming downstairs Seth smiled at Riley and his father. The cat looked over the human.
“Someday you’re gonna get a lucky girl or guy.” She ruffled his hair and put a plate of food in front of him, with a small smile he shrugged as he took a bite.
“Maybe one day. Someday I should make you a meal for once.”
“Nah, I like cooking. Not like you don’t have enough to do with your book report and getting school supplies.”
As Cooper showered, the dog was the happiest he’d been in a while. Washing his fur and scrubbing his muscles, he really was so glad to have a girlfriend. Yes, it was official-but perhaps it was no surprise. After Jameson’s funeral-the two needed someone to lift them up and the cheetah was it. Riley and Cooper so far hadn’t gotten on each other’s nerves. He felt a lot better now that Riley and Seth could watch the house, not that Seth wasn’t able to do that-but he was overprotective. He knew that, everyone who knows him knew that.
Work wasn’t the same. Sure, Cooper kept his smile up, but there was one inch of the dog’s heart that wasn’t as joyful. Knowing that he’d never see his stallion friend again was odd. It would be like that forever. He knew it. No one had picked up Jameson’s shift, so Cooper was asked to work late, which would prove to be a mistake. The poor innocent pup thought he was doing the right thing, but that’s how some bad things start. Thinking you’re doing something that’s good-when behind the scenes it all turns out to be-well, bad. The best of intentions goes to shit.
With the sky pitch black and only a few cars parked in the department store lot, Cooper walked the aisles, checking off items in stock (AKA inventory check). He knew for a fact the employees who had this job rushed it. He knew items were often miscounted or not even mentioned. He wasn’t a slacker, that was one thing that anyone could say about the dog. A job was a job, he wanted to make his boss happy. He wanted to feel like when he got home, he had fully completed his tasks.
With a clipboard in hand and pen, he made a brisk walk up and down the oh-so-familiar halls. Looking over the many tools and woodworking equipment the place had to offer.
Pulling next to the house, Riley and Seth hopped out of her car and gathered the bags they’d collected from their trip to the mall. Not the little mall close by, the big one. The outdoor mall. The special one Cooper didn’t have time to take Seth to-of course Seth never blamed his dad for this. Wasn’t like the dog had ample amount of time to do whatever he wanted.
After opening the door for Riley, Seth put his brand-new clothes in his room after giving the cheetah a friendly hug.
Cooper would be home she assumed in an hour. The feelings of dark eroticism were boiling over. She could plaster a fake smile for Seth-but as the night went on at the mall and she had to keep up small talk with the teen, the more she wished for Cooper.
Normally buying things at the mall was nice. Especially now that she’d most likely be living with the dog-how nice it would be to decorate it. That could all be done in the future.
The thought of her love being away wasn’t something she could cope with any longer. She tried. For weeks letting Cooper go to work while she hung out with Seth. Yeah, in the evenings, her and him may fool around, but that was only for an hour or so. Perhaps even shorter if the dog had had a busy day.
Listening for Seth in the shower upstairs, she began to obsessively clean the kitchen. Cooper would be hers. She made the decision. No matter what. Her life was good-but it could be much better.
Setting his jacket on the nearby hook, Cooper sighed tiredly. At 1:00AM he didn’t expect anyone to be up. Removing his flannel and stretching his arms he entered the dark kitchen, switching the light on he saw a very minimally dressed cheetah, both hands under her chin and elbows resting on the kitchen table.
“Hey. How was work?” Her eyes light up as she pours two glasses sitting directly in front of her with red wine. With a smile the dog kisses Riley’s lips and grips the wine glass, taking a small swig.
“Busy. We’re still trying to fill Jameson’s position, so I’m kinda the go-to guy for now until that gets done. How’d you and Seth do?”
“Good. He’s asleep. Let’s not focus on him, let’s focus on you.”
Smiling, Cooper kept drinking the beverage. Maybe he could go for a night of action. Seems like Riley was practically begging for it in her black lace panties. Well, that would have happened. A night of fun and adult shenanigans, but a shooting pain entered the dog’s brain like the sudden sting of a honeybee.
Standing, Riley smiled as she watched the confused canine try to resist this feeling he’d never felt before. Dropping the glass to the floor, he took a deep breath and fell face first into the tiled kitchen floor.