Caught in the Cat's Web

Chapter 10

New York, Earth-928

The morning glow painted the room with a soft, golden hue, casting warm, amber rays of sunlight that caressed Felicia and Miguel's slumbering bodies. The gentle, persistent sunbeams seeped through Felicia's closed eyelids, coaxing her from her dream. Reluctantly, she blinked her eyes open, her vision slowly adjusting to the gentle illumination. Her gaze fell upon Miguel, his face peaceful in repose, framed by tousled, dark hair. As Felicia lifted her head from Miguel's bare chest to sit up, the arm that had been resting on her back stiffened, gently but firmly pulling her back down. She chuckled softly, nestling into the comforting embrace of the man beside her.

"How long have you been awake?" Felicia giggles, snuggling back into Miguel.

Miguel smiles, his eyes still closed as he basks in the sunlight. "Little while now." He responds, his morning voice, like warm honey.

With a delicate hand, Felicia's fingers traced the sharp contours of Miguel's jaw, her touch a tender exploration of his rugged features. "How are you so hot?" she mused.

Miguel shook his head, the ghost of a smile gracing his lips as he slowly opened his eyes to meet hers. "Ready for round 4?" he playfully suggested, a glint of mischievous desire dancing in his dark gaze.

Felicia chuckled her laughter a sweet melody that filled the room. She moved to sit up, her tousled hair cascading over her shoulders, and a subtle wince crossing her face. "As much as I would love to," she began, "I'm starving... and still aching."

Miguel smirks with pride. "Breakfast first, then?" He sits up, joining her.

Felicia nods as she leans in to kiss his soft lips. "I'm gonna get coffee from downstairs. Want anything?"

"Just a black coffee," Miguel says as he stretches while walking to the bathroom.

"God, you're boring." Felicia's comment earns her a playful glare from the half-naked man in the doorway.

As Miguel disappears into the bathroom to shower, Felicia opens a portal back to her home to change into her suit and fix her wild sex hair. Once she's satisfied with her appearance, she opens another portal to the cafeteria. After she orders hers and Miguel's coffee, she spots Julia Carpenter running over.

"Felicia!" Julia shouts, desperately waving her down.

Felicia quirks her eyebrow in curiosity. "What's up?" she asks the panting woman.

Julia leans in, her voice lowered to a hushed tone. "Did you hear?"

Felicia's curiosity is piqued. "Hear what?"

"Ben Reilley and I were at one of the Peters's parties in their penthouse last night, you know, the one you said you were too cool to go to." Felicia rolls her eyes. "Well, when Ben was leaving..." Julia paused to glance around, making sure there were no eavesdroppers. "He heard Miguel fucking O'Hara fucking someone!" She quietly screams.

Felicia's smile fades. "Wha- Who? Did he find out who it was with?" She interrogates.

Julia shakes her head, no. "Ben tried to find out, but couldn't hear a name. But apparently, they were going at it! Like a lot of screaming!"

"Night-Spider! Your latte and black coffee." The barista shouts.

"Since when did you drink black coffee?" Julia judges.

Felicia scurries to pick up her order. "Trying something new." She says with fake enthusiasm, prompting Julia to accept her excuse. "Let me know if you hear anything else about it," Felicia says, trying to leave the conversation.