Reality slowly bled into focus. Rip and Bryan were in each other's arms, it was a soft warm moment between them. Bryan's hands were in her soft silken hair. Her hands were around his neck, her face buried into his chest. "You smell so sweet, like honeysuckle." Rip murmured. Bryan's hands ran through her hair. Then, the cat, jumped up on them "MEEOWWW" it cried.
"You never told me his name."
"Her name is lampshade"
Rip's face contorted confused. "Why lampshade?" Bryan shrugged, and slipped his hands under Rip's shirt. He caressed her back softly. Her skin was like silk. Lampshade pushed between the two of them and lay on Bryan's lap. Rip stared dumbfoundly at the cat. "She really likes you." Rip stated.
"She's just loyal." Bryan remarked.
"Loyal?" Rip asked.
"yeah, she's not one that bites the hand that feeds."
"I thought that she didn't like me, she tripped me last time."
"She sees that I like you, and doesn't want to end up out on the street." Bryan remarked.
" You really think she's that smart?" Rip asked.
"Oh yeah." He replied, stroking the kitty's head. She closed her eyes and rested her head for a bit. Bryan's hands rubbed her back. It was very soothing. Lampshade gave and excited growl and jumped to the floor to her food dish. Bryan then leaned in and kissed her. It was soft and sensual, in a way that Rip hadn't experienced before. All her muscles relaxed and she leaned into his kiss. His lips were soft. He caressed her gently.
She was loved.
And that was all she ever wanted. Nothing else seemed to matter anymore.