“Stop that” I said, pushing you away.
Again your tongue flicked across my lobe.
“Not now, I’m reading” I pushed as I shuddered from the wetness.
I could feel your eyes boring through the book, but I ignored you and soon became immersed once again. You were silent and I forgot your presence. You left me to my book and I settled into the silence of the house and the pleasure of the story. Then a sound caught me and I looked up and slammed the book down.
“Aidan! Quit eating the tree!” I shouted across the room. As usual, you ignored me and continued nibbling on the branch, a hairs breath away from my favorite cat ornament.
“Aidan!” I half rose from my seat and you swung around, fluffy tail held high, slid against the wall and on down the hall.
I picked up the book, settled back down into the chair and began to read again. But I knew you’d be back, fluffy tail, tongue and all.