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Chapter 37 - Ofelia
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The Purrfect Wingman Chapter 38 - Zach
I called my parents the next morning.It wasn’t a spontaneous move, I spent most of the night thinking about it, lying beside Ofelia, watching the ceiling while she slept with one leg slung over mine like she had every right to claim space there. She did. And that’s why I had to do this.When the sun came up, I untangled gently, kissed her shoulder, and got dressed in the quiet. My phone felt heavy in my hand as I stepped out onto my balcony. I stared at the screen for a full minute before hitting “Call Mom.”She answered on the third ring.“Zachary,” she said, always the full name.“Hey, Mom. Can you and Dad do dinner tonight?” I kept my tone even. No hint of confrontation.A pause. “That depends. Are you bringing a guest?”“Just me,” I said. “There’s something we need to talk about.”That earned another pause, this one longer. “Alright. What time?”“Seven. That Mediterranean place near the station. I’ll reserve a booth.”“We’ll be there.”She hung up without saying goodbye. Classic
The Purrfect Wingman Chapter 37 - Ofelia
The hospital’s fluorescent lights hit different the morning after great sex.I was bone-tired, sure, physically stretched and emotionally undone, but there was a distinct hum under my skin. Like a current. Like my body remembered every way Zach had touched it and wasn’t quite ready to return to normal programming. This made reviewing patient intake notes more difficult than usual.Focus, Ofelia.I leaned over my tablet, stylus in hand, forcing myself to read and re-read Mrs. Novak’s symptom log for the third time. I was about to enter an observation note when my phone buzzed in my scrub pocket.It was from Xenia.Xenia: Girl, you need to see this Screenshot attached.I sighed, slid it open, and immediately felt my teeth grind together.Jane Burns, social media poet and delusional menace, had posted something to her private account. The caption, stark against a black-and-white photo of clouds over Newark, read:“Some people confuse obsession with devotion. One of us still knows the di
The Purrfect Wingman Chapter 36 - Zach
The moment her mouth found mine again, everything else went quiet. No doubts. No distractions. Just Ofelia’s taste, her scent, her heat under my hands as I gripped her hips and pulled her across my lap like she belonged there. Like she had all along. My jacket was already gone, tossed somewhere behind us during round one of kissing. Her fingers fumbled at the buttons of my shirt, not bothering with precision, just tugging until they gave, one popping free, then another, until her palms were sliding over my chest like she’d waited her whole life to memorize the shape of me. Ofelia kissed like she thought too much. Like every movement had meaning, even when it was messy. Even when she was straddling me, grinding down just enough to make my breath hitch and my fingers dig into the curve of her ass through those soft, patterned pants. “You’re killing me,” I muttered against her mouth, dragging my hands up her back to fist the hem of her shirt. Her eyes, dark and wild, met mine as she
The Purrfect Wingman Chapter 35 - Ofelia
By the time I left the hospital, I felt like someone had wrung me out and hung me up to dry over a space heater. Everything ached: my feet, my brain, my patience. My badge felt like a brick around my neck, and I was one overly cheerful coworker away from quitting medicine to open a cat café. But I didn’t. Instead, I did what normal, functional humans do. I went home, took the stairs because I needed the mental buffer, unlocked the door to the familiar sounds of kittens chirping like feral gremlins, and forced myself into routine. Spitfire met me at the door like I’d personally offended her by being gone all day. Her tail lashed. Mochi was tangled in my curtain. Cloud had gotten his fat little butt stuck in the kitten-sized tunnel again, squeaking indignantly while Nova tried to “rescue” him by smacking his face with her paw. Pesto was scaling the side of the nesting box. Goose was chewing on a receipt I didn’t remember leaving out. Freya just watched, unimpressed. Chaos. Cozy, ridi
The Purrfect Wingman Chapter 34 - Zach
I woke up to the sound of silence, the kind that didn’t feel peaceful, just off. My bed was cold on the other side, and the apartment felt emptier than usual. It wasn’t even that Ofelia had ever stayed over for more than a night. But after yesterday, after her text about Jane showing up at the hospital, I hadn’t seen her. And now, everything felt… tight. I rubbed a hand over my face and blinked against the morning light bleeding through the blinds. My phone sat face-down on the nightstand, as if it owed me something. I flipped it over. No new texts. No missed calls. She’d said she was okay. That she didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. “Security handled it,” she’d written, followed by one of those calm but clipped responses she used when she was under stress but pretending she wasn’t. I respected her independence. I did. But I also hated not being able to see her with my own eyes. Hated not being there. Hated the silence. I shuffled into the kitchen and flipped on the coffee
The Purrfect Wingman Chapter 33 - Jane
I left the hospital with my head high and my heels clicking, every step a declaration. Some people might’ve crumbled under the weight of a scene like that. But not me. I hadn’t caused a scene. I had delivered a message. Ofelia didn’t say anything clever. Didn’t rise to the challenge. Didn’t throw me out. She just sat there, trying to look calm and composed while her eyes screamed ‘rattled’. And when she picked up her phone? That was the moment I knew I’d won. She didn’t defend her turf. She called for backup. I didn’t need to stay and wait for security. That would’ve been messy. Undignified. No, I left exactly when I meant to. I gave her a taste of what she’s up against. What we’re up against. Because she isn’t just some girl Zach’s sleeping with, she’s a threat to everything I’ve built. People like Ofelia always think they’ve got something to prove. Some rags-to-respectability fantasy. But they never last. She’ll realize soon enough that she can’t keep up with Zach’s world—his r
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