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'lo everyone! I said I'd upload the next chapter today, so here it is! It's a bit more meaty than the previous chapters, coming in at almost 6000 words compared to my usual ones that're between 3500 - 4000. Hope you have fun reading! As always, remember to comment, vote, fav and all that good stuff! Enjoy!

My alarm clock made the usual beeping noise it always did every morning. Well, at least every workday morning. For once though, I didn't feel like more dead than alive when I gave the button that would make my alarm clock get quiet a tap.

I still yawned as sat up in my bed and stretched my arms a bit, but I felt more refreshed and more alive than I had in a long time during a workday morning. I didn't even complain much when I pulled my own covers off from myself and the cold air hit me. I just got up and, with a smile on my face, went on to do my usual morning routine.

My chat with Alex last night had been... well, I'm not sure what to call it. Great didn't feel like a good enough word. Fucking awesome didn't feel enough either. Well, what matters was that it had felt pretty damn good to chat with him.

That wasn't the only thing though that was making me a very happy wolf indeed this morning. Our decision to meet up tonight and go have dinner together was certainly helping to keep me happy.

Dinner for two, at a restaurant that he'd choose.

Seemed like a nice way to celebrate that half of the work week was over with!

And this was why I was a lot more happy than usual this workday morning. My tail wagged as I prepared breakfast after my morning shower and I even found myself whistling a bit as I prepared my coffee-maker. I was a very happy wolf indeed, and I don't think there was much that could change that today. Not even if something came up and Alex would have to cancel our date.

If he'd have to cancel I'd maybe be a little bit less happy, but right now I felt that I'd still be happy just because he was showing so much interest in me and I, of course, did the same towards him. I hadn't felt this way since I first met my ex, and despite what he ended up being like when we were together he made me feel pretty damn good during the beginning of our relationship.

Of course, thinking about my ex wasn't something I should be doing. Wouldn't really be fair to Alex, and it was the past anyway and Alex was the present. If I should be thinking about anyone, it should be Alex.

And of course, I gladly did think about him.

Well, him and the date of course.

As I sat down with a bowl of cereal and a steaming hot cup of coffee I started wondering what could be good to wear. We hadn't really said anything about that kinda stuff, and since Alex hadn't really decided what place we'd go to for our dinner it was hard to know what to wear.

Despite what stereotypes people might have about gay guys, I was by no means a fashion expert. Often times I could even find it boring to have to look through rows and rows of clothes to find something that looked good. I really only enjoyed it if I was with someone I liked and I could get the chance to suggest some really tight looking clothes that left nothing to the imagination!

I chuckled a bit at these thoughts and wondered for a moment what it would be like to go clothes shopping with Alex. He seemed to fit the gay stereotype just a little bit more than I did, although I wouldn't say that he acted like all those flaming gay guys you'd see on TV and stuff like that. Far from it.

And I think that was one of the things I really liked about him. I had never really cared much for the kind of guys that shoved their homosexuality in other's faces, talked with a lot of lisp, acted girly and extremely flamboyantly and did all of that stupid TV stereotype stuff. Those kinds of guys I really only found enjoyable when I was too drunk to care and spent more time staring at their ass then I did actually listening to them.

I preferred my guys to act... well... could I call it normal? I mean, it's really up to everyone to decide what they deemed to be "normal". Although I guess Alex wasn't exactly "normal" either. I had quickly found out that after you got to know him and he felt comfortable around you, he liked to talk about sex. A lot. Which I think was fine, as long as it was done in the right company.

Besides, I do think it was a phase he was having anyway after going for a while without getting laid and still, despite our night together and all that, felt pent up or something.

Oh well, it didn't really matter did it? He was a nice guy and I liked him, I enjoyed talking to him and... well... right now he brightened up my life! In fact, he brightened it up quite a whole lot!

But... I was supposed to think about what clothes I'd wear.

I checked the time on my cell phone (that I had brought with me just to make sure to answer in case Alex gave me a surprise call) before giving it any more thought, and apparently I had ended up spending more time than I thought thinking about Alex and gay stereotypes and I now actually had to start getting ready for another work day!

And as usual, a couple of minutes later I found myself in my usual work clothes, heading down to the parking lot as usual and then doing the usual drive to work in this unusually happy Wednesday morning.

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"Morning Robert!"

I waved a paw at Jack as I stepped into our break room to get myself another cup of morning coffee from our coffee machine. He was currently waiting for the small paper cup he had placed in it to get filled up.

"Hi Jack. Whatsup?"

I placed myself next to him and grabbed one of the paper cups as well and waited for his too fill up.

"Not much, really. Just another work day starting."

He gave a yawn and then grabbed his now filled cup and stepped aside to let me fill mine. He took a sip and let out a soft rumble, and he then watched me as I hit the button that would tell the machine that I just wanted plain old black coffee.

"You look happy today! Did something good happen?"

I looked up at him after pressing the button and my ears flicked a bit at his words. I couldn't help but to smile broadly as I thought of tonight's date and I noticed him grinning at me, probably in his mind figuring out what was going on.

"Maybe. I don't see why it's any of your business though."

I didn't mean anything by the words, it was just our usual way of talking. He chuckled a bit at my words and kept grinning at me.

"Come on Robert, I'm your best friend in this place! Don't keep me out of the loop!"

I chuckled as he called himself my best friend, but I kept quiet for a while longer just to tease him.

"Did you meet someone?"

I couldn't help but to wag my tail a little bit, but I kept trying to ignore him just to tease. I turned my eyes to my coffee cup that was now almost filled up, and I hummed a bit to myself in approval when the smell of the coffee hit my nose.

"You sure you wanna hear about my gay relationships, Jack?" I asked him as my own cup was finally filled and I picked it up and turned back to him.

He shrugged a bit and took a sip of his coffee.

"You know I do Robert, don't play stupid. You're my work mate, of course I wanna hear about how you're doing and what you've been up to!"

I snorted a bit and then took a sip of my own coffee. That wasn't completely true, what he had just said. He was fine with me being gay and he liked to tease me about it, but he usually didn't really ask much about the guys I was or wasn't seeing.

Well... maybe that just was because I hadn't been seeing anyone for a long time.

"What if I just told you that I met some hot guy and we had hot, steaming guy-on-guy sex all night long and that's why I was happy?"

I grinned a bit as I noticed him hack and cough after not swallowing some of the coffee he'd been sipping on correctly. I took a victory sip to declare my... win, if you'd like to call it that.

"Alright, whatever. Never mind I asked."

I chuckled a bit and then, after giving a quick glance towards a large clock we had hanging on the wall, I started heading out of the break room to go to my office. Jack followed me for a bit before we separated to head to our respective work places.

Even though we we're co-workers and best friends in this place, we didn't actually work in the same team or anything like that. I worked in code development team number three and he worked in team number five. I had used to work in team five though and that's how I had gotten to know him.

I let out a contended sigh as I sat down on my office chair and turned on my computer. Another work day of doing pretty much nothing but grinding out code was ahead of me. I normally didn't mind it, it was what I enjoyed doing anyway, and today I even felt really positive about it. If the work day maybe ended up feeling a bit boring I'd still have something to look forwards to this evening.

As the computer was done booting up and I had logged in I took a final sip of coffee, let out a happy rumble and then started checking my to-do list for today.

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*Knock-knock*

I tilted my head up and turned my eyes away as I looked up towards my office door to see what was making the knocking sound. Through the window on my door I noticed Jack, gesturing with his paw in order to ask if it was okay to come in. I nodded at him and leaned back a bit in my chair, wondering what he could possibly want.

"Hey Robert, sorry to disturb ya in the middle of your work."

He sat down on my visitors chair and I noticed he had brought what seemed to be some documents with him.

"It's alright. Whatsup?"

He fished out a pair of glasses out of a front pocket in shirt and put them own. I smiled a bit at the sight as I always thought that the shepherd always looked handsome with his glasses on.

"Tim sent me. We were wondering if your team could help out with some of the software that we're making the code for."

He handed me the documents and I took them and quickly read through them. Even though Jack often liked to tease me and act a little bit like an ass, he was always professional when it came to his work projects.

"One of our guys is sick and we just need some extra help for a day or two to get things done in time."

I nodded a bit as I read through the last document.

"Dorales Systems huh? Code for their own Excel software? Sounds easy enough."

I handed him back the documents and then returned my attention to my computer screen to check what my team's schedule looked like.

"Well, Travis doesn't have that much left to do for our own project so I guess I could ask him to help you out."

I clicked on the IRC icon in the corner of my screen and looked up Travis's name. Using IRC, Skype, Ventrilo and stuff like that wasn't an unusual way for us to communicate within the company and I quickly typed him a message, asking if he was fine with working with team five for a bit. It only took a few seconds before I received his thumbs up.

"Alright, Travis will help you out. He's in cubicle number eleven, you can go there and tell him what to do."

I flashed Jack a smile, which he returned.

"Thanks mate, I don't think we could've done it without the help."

He got up and started heading for the door.

"Don't mention it, Jack. I'm happy to help. And I'm sure Travis is too."

I waved a paw at him as a good-bye. As he reached the door he turned back to me and gave me a grin.

"Have fun after work with whoever you're seeing."

I rolled my eyes at him and before I could give him any kind of comeback he left my office and closed the door.

With a smile I happily returned to my own work, now thinking just a little bit more about Alex while I grinded out the code for my team's project.

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It was with happy steps that I stepped into the café across the street to get myself some lunch. I had once again, probably due to being in a happy state with tiger filled thoughts, not brought any lunch to work so I had to make do with something else. And today I wouldn't have to spend time during my lunch working so I didn't have to be in any kind of hurry to get my lunch.

With a happy wag of my tail I placed myself last in the line of café guests wanting their own lunch. Derrick, as usual, was the one taking orders and handling the register and he noticed me joining the line and I waved my paw at him as to say hi. He gave me a quick wave back before returning to the customers.

I hummed a little bit to myself, still of course being in the state of happiness I had been the whole day. I was probably feeling it even more right now as I had food waiting for me! My place in line went forwards a bit faster than usual, and soon I found myself smiling at Derrick who more than happily returned the smile.

"Hi Robert, you look like you're having a good day!"

"Heya Derrick. Yup, you could say that. I'll have one of those chicken salads."

I licked my lips at the thought of the chicken salad that I knew to be great and he nodded and wrote down my order and handed it over to another one of the café workers. Unlike their sandwiches, their salads were never premade and always were made specifically for you.

"Any special reason for why you're showing such a happy face?"

He poured me a drink and I got my wallet from my pocket. I shrugged a bit at the lion and got some bills out and handed them over to him.

"Seeing someone tonight, that's pretty much it."

Unlike Jack, Derrick didn't know I was gay so he didn't really need to know more than that. To derrick I could outright say I would see someone though, since, again, unlike Jack he wouldn't tease or make fun.

"Ah, cool! Good luck then, hope it goes well!"

I gave a happy chuckle as he handed me my change, my drink and a receipt with my order number on it.

"Thanks!"

I waved my paw at him again as I took my stuff and turned to find an empty seat in the café while I waited for my order to be finished. I quickly found one by the windows and I sat down. I took a sip of the drink he had poured for me and then hummed a bit while letting my thoughts go back to Alex yet again.

I was wondering if he had decided on a place for us to have the dinner at yet. If I knew where we were going it would be easier for me to decide on what clothes to wear. If we were going someplace fancy I'd obviously want to wear something nice as to not stick out to much. And if we were going to some ordinary place I'd maybe want to wear something more casual.

Maybe he had lunch too right now and I could send him a text and ask what he thought would be fitting? But then again, if he didn't have lunch then I didn't want to risk maybe disturbing him in the middle of work. And it could also be a nice surprise to not know what place we were going to before I stood right in front of it.

Well, I could just ask about the clothes and nothing else. And if he was working, he'd probably not have the phone on him since he handled registers at the grocery store and it would be a bit rude to customers and also unprofessional to pick up a personal call while serving them. If I sent a text he could just answer whenever he had the time.

I quickly got my phone out of my pocket and started typing.

"Hi Alex, its Robert. What clothes do you think would be good tonight? Don't want to end up dressing badly. Can't wait till tonight!"

I hit the send button and then spend the rest of the time thinking and waiting for my salad. Soon enough I heard them call out my order number and I quickly got up to fetch the salad while flashing Derrick another smile.

As I sat down again I almost immediately started stuffing my face with the salad and I let out a happy rumble as the taste of salad and chicken hit my taste buds. I was hungrier than I at first thought I had been, and it showed as I ate the salad. I checked the time on my phone too see how much time there was left of my lunch, and with about half an hour left I wasn't really in any hurry and decided to slow down a bit.

About halfway through my salad I could hear the familiar tone from phone that told me I had received a text message. I eagerly put down my fork and knife and got my phone out of my pocket again. And sure enough, Alex had responded.

"Dont think it matters much. Pick something casual that youre comfortable with. Im looking forward to the dinner too! :)"

I smiled to myself as I read the text. He was looking forwards towards our dinner too, and that fact just kept helping me feel as happy as ever. I send an "okay thanks, see ya tonight" message and then returned back to my salad, still smiling happily.

A little while later, with ten minutes left of my lunch, I swallowed the last bit of salad and downed what little that was left of my drink. Things had slowed down a bit in the café and someone else was now handling the register. I looked around a bit and noticed Derrick cleaning a few tables. He noticed me looking at him and he waved at me and then slowly headed over while cleaning every table on the way.

"Good salad?" he asked when he was cleaning the table closest to mine. I nodded at him and patted my belly a bit for good effect.

"Yup, it tasted great!"

He smiled at me and I returned the smile and as he reached my table he pulled the chair on the other side of it out and sat down. He watched me with curious eyes.

"So, want to tell me about who you're seeing?"

I chuckled and shifted a bit in my seat, having sort of figured he'd be curious. After all, we had known each other since he first started working here.

"What do you want to know?"

"Is it someone I know? Maybe a regular of the café?"

I chuckled again as I thought about how to answer the question. I didn't really know if Alex ever visited this place, and if he did... well, I wouldn't mind sharing a lunch with him. The grocery store he worked at was pretty far away from this place anyway, so I doubted that he often came here to have lunch or coffee or... well, anything.

"I don't know. Do you get a lot of tigers?"

He raised an eyebrow and then seemed to think for a moment.

"Not as far as I know. Don't think they're too common in this town compared to the usual heap of lions, foxes, dogs, wolves like yourself... the usual stuff."

He laughed a bit at his own words and I laughed with him. What he had listed was definitely in a majority here. That didn't say too much though since there was still a fairly large mix of furs as well as reptiles and other scalies.

"Yeah, you probably don't know the fur then."

"I guess so!"

And with that Derrick had to run again as there were customers for him service. I sat there and just thought about the evening once more, thinking once again about what to wear. I had quite a lot of clothes, but... well, I was no fashion expert. It was quite hard for me to really decide on something to wear, especially when I sat here and didn't have all of the clothes in front of me!

After a few minutes I checked the time again and decided it was time to head back to work. As I got up and prepared to leave I could hear the door to the café open and my head turned just to see if there was maybe someone I knew that had entered.

And I froze.

I could feel something bad going through my body as I looked at the fur that just entered the café. It was a very familiar looking husky, with a fairly hunky body and a black jacket I had seen far too many times before in my life.

I thought nothing could possibly ruin this day for me. But seeing him... I guess that changed.

Him.

Scott, my ex.

Our eyes met.

He stared at me and I stared right back at him. I tried to move, but at the moment I guess I couldn't really do it. The mere sight of him, of the man that had broken my heart so severely, kept me frozen in place in fear, anger and maybe even a little bit of hatred.

I wasn't quite sure how long it was since the last time I saw him. I think it was well over a year ago. I had thrown him out of my apartment along with whatever stuff he had left there and told him that I never wanted to see him ever again.

Before that we had been together for almost two years. We met when we went out to hit the bars with some mutual friends. We had gotten pretty damn drunk, and one thing had lead to another.

He had shown to be funny, loving and not to mention pretty damn hot. He worked out several days every week and was fairly buff. I guess it was because of his husky blood that made him being full of energy and wanting to work out so much. He had also been great in bed. He was mostly a bottom, although what you'd call a power-bottom. Which had suited me just fine.

A couple of weeks later we were together and I don't think I had ever felt happier back then.

He always made me smile, always said the things I wanted to hear. To me he was a loving boyfriend that I spent two years of my life to love and care for until I found out the truth about him.

Not soon after we got together he got himself a job at local marketing company. His job involved him travelling around a lot, presenting marketing ideas and stuff to his company's clients. You know, stuff like giving ideas for the best kind of marketing campaign a client could go for and things like that. He seemed to be pretty good at it, too, since he was quickly promoted, and his promotion involved him travelling all over the country.

Before that he had travelled a lot, but it had never been too far away. He'd never be more than a day's travel away from me. But after the promotion, he could sometimes be gone for weeks.

It was after he had been to a trip to Vegas to help out a casino that had just opened that I found out the truth about him. They like to say that "whatever happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas". Well, in his case that didn't really come true.

I had just been checking facebook when I noticed him having added a new friend. Feeling curious, I had looked that friend up and what greeted me almost immediately was pictures of Scott, my husky and whom I thought to be a faithful and loving boyfriend, making out with some cougar that turned out to be the very friend he had added. There were several pictures and the position of Scott's paws kept changing, indicating that he was groping all over that cougar's body. The cougar's paws, of course, were doing the exact same thing.

I can't really describe how I felt when I saw those pictures. Anger, sadness, jealousy, hatred... I don't think I could really find the words to describe it even if I really tried. For two years we had been together, two very good and very happy years. He had always made me feel great. Whether it was by saying the right words or by cuddling up close to me at bed, he always made a good feeling go through me.

And as I saw those pictures, all of that fell apart. I couldn't believe that Scott, whom I had thought to be faithful to me, was making out and groping another guy everywhere he could reach. It just got even worse when I read the cougar's comment to one of the pictures.

"Thanks for a wonderful couple of days in Vegas Scott, looking forward to the next time ;)"

The next time...

It implied that he would be meeting the cougar again. He could've maybe even met him before.

I had not called Scott or made any attempts to contact him. I just spent a couple of days to myself, weeping and generally feeling sad and betrayed. And when I heard the sound of keys unlocking the door to my apartment, I had retreated into my bathroom and locked the door since I didn't want to see him.

I was pretty sure he knew that I had found out. I mean, he must've figured I'd check facebook and see his newly added friend and those pictures. But he had tried to play stupid and pretended to not know. When he finally managed to get me out of the bathroom, I guess the sight of me looking completely heartbroken was a bit too much even for him. He had sighed and then he started admitting to everything.

The cougar hadn't been the first one he'd been together with during our two years. There had been plenty of guys. Both in this city and in other places that he had visited through his job. He told me that he had only really been faithful to me the first few months, but then he had started seeing other guys. He couldn't really explain why he had stuck with me for so long if he wanted other guys so much, but it didn't really matter at that point.

He had been an unfaithful fuck whom had gladly gone around, raising his tail for anyone who wanted it. For almost two years. All behind my back.

How he had managed to do it without me noticing, I didn't even know. Maybe I was blinded by my own love for him. Maybe he had just been good at hiding it but had ended up making his first, and last, mistake as he added that cougar on facebook.

I had thrown him out of my apartment that day, not caring what would end up happening to him. He had his own place, so I guess he just went back there. Probably just to call another guy over that could give him a good, comforting fuck.

It had taken some time for me to get my faith back in boyfriends. I'm sure you know how it is when someone you love ends up really hurting you and you lose your faith in ever loving anyone ever again? Well yeah, that's how I felt. I needed a lot of help from my brother and one of my best friends before I felt that I could, someday, get together with someone again.

And now this fucker was standing here, in the café across the street from my work place, looking right at me.

I couldn't even figure out in my head what he was doing here. If he still worked at that marketing company his work place would be at the other side of the city. He also should've known I'd come here to get lunch quite often, so he'd probably wanted to avoid this place to avoid me.

Although, he had been asking my brother about me...

And now he was here, looking at me. And to my own fucking horror, I could see him smile at me.

"Robert? Is that you? It's been a while!"

I looked in both fear and anger as I saw him step closer towards me. My body finally unfroze and I decided to try and ignore him and started walking towards the door. My senses were sharp and my body tense as I walked past him, doing my best to ignore him.

Then he grabbed my arm.

"Hey, hold up!"

I turned towards him and bared my teeth and growled at him while trying to pull my arm free. He was much stronger than I was and he didn't want to let go, so it proved hard.

"Let go of me... Scott. I don't want to talk to you."

He still wouldn't let go of my arm and he gave me a questioning look. Was he really that stupid to think I'd want to utter a word to him ever again?

"What's the matter Robert? I just want to say hi!"

He tried smiling at me again but I just growled even louder at him. Both of my fists clenched and I just wanted to punch him in his stupid, smiling face.

In the corner of my eye I noticed Derrick looking at us, and I looked at him and gave him a pleading look to come help. I didn't want to start a fight, not here. Scott didn't deserve me getting my knuckles bruised anyway.

"Is there a problem here?"

Derrick had quickly walked up to us, his arms crossed over his chest. Scott turned towards him and I felt his grip loosen for a moment and I finally managed to pull my arm away. I gave Derrick a thankful nod before I hurried out of the café, feeling the adrenaline pumping inside me.

"Hey Robert, wait up! I'm sorry!"

I could hear Scott following me and it made me want to run.

"Fuck off Scott! Just fuck off!"

The sound of his steps stopped and I quickly ran across the street, not caring about any cars that might come and hit me. When I finally got back into my work place I quickly hurried back to my office. As I closed the door I collapsed against it and almost felt like sobbing.

I had spent just barely a minute in his presence, and that was enough to put me in this state. All the memories came rushing back to me and stuff that I thought I had managed to get over and forget hit me like bricks.

Fucking Scott...

Why did he have to come to the café? Why today? Why did he have to make me feel sad and angry today, when I was supposed to be feeling happy and excited for the dinner tonight? My dinner with Alex, the funny and handsome tiger that maybe, just maybe, could fill that little gap in my life...

Some may have thought there was something really wrong with me for reacting so strongly when being in the presence of my ex again. I don't think many would've felt comfortable if they were in my situation, but I don't think they would've almost started sobbing again after the encounter.

But they didn't know...

They didn't know how much Scott had meant to me. They couldn't possibly know what an important part in my life he had been and how all of that had been completely destroyed when I found out the truth about him. And it wasn't just that he had been my boyfriend...

Half a year through our relationship a friend of mine died. I had known him for almost ten years. He got hit by a drunk driver when he was out for a walk during the night. It had not been easy for me, how could it have been? But Scott had been there to take care of me, to comfort me and help me as I mourned my friend's death. It had meant a lot to me to have him by my side, to have him hold an arm around me and keep me close during the funeral. To have him rub my arm gently and lean his head against mine as I cried.

Despite what he had been doing behind my back, he had still always been there for me during our relationship. Sure, he'd make excuses to go on "business trips" and shit like that. But when he was home, he'd always help me out. When I felt as if I didn't want to do anything except for locking myself up and sit all alone in a corner, he'd always be there to help me get back on my feet and force the bad feelings away. He made me feel better than any of my previous boyfriends had ever done, and I had felt willing to maybe even spend the rest of my life together with him.

Which was why things hit me so hard when I found out the truth.

I didn't know what his intentions where to stay together with me even though he was seeing other furs and fucking behind my back. Maybe he did have some feelings for me, I don't know. Maybe I just wasn't good enough in bed for him, and he needed others to satisfy him. I don't know.

And I didn't care.

He could just fall off the face of this planet for all I cared.

And right now, I just sat there with my back pressed against the door. I tried to gather myself together. I still had a work day to finish up as well as a dinner to get ready for.

Although I didn't know how I could possibly go to the dinner happy and excited if my thoughts were aimed towards Scott.

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And there we go! Hope you enjoyed reading it and remember to comment, vote, fav and all that stuff if you want too! After ending up writing quite a lot more than I thought I had time for this week, I may take a short break next week too catch up on some other stuff. Stay tuned! Toodles!