“You coded that you wanted me.” He paused a moment and then asked, “Do you?”

No need to play games, act coy or change her mind since she was definitely having a Kaegan Chambray moment. “Yes, I do.” Things were moving fast. They’d just officially become friends again recently. “How do you feel about that?”

They’d come to a traffic light. He glanced over at her and said, “You will know exactly how I feel once I’m inside of you again, Bryce.”

Lordy...thanks to his words, she was threatening an orgasm right then and there and tightened her legs together. Frissons of fire raced all through her womanly folds. There were just some things a boy toy couldn’t do, but Kaegan knew how to do it all, and she had a feeling this older, mature and ripe Kaegan would likely blow her away.

She barely recalled when they reached the Catalina Cove city limits; could vaguely remember passing through town and definitely didn’t recall when they were on the road that led to the bayou. But she had full recollection of when they pulled into his yard and he parked the car. And she would never forget when he told her to stay put in that deep, husky voice, before coming around to open the door for her, then unhook her seat belt before he swept her into his arms and carried her inside the house.

Her memory would forever be filled with recollections of him closing the door with the heel of his foot, before taking the stairs two at a time with her in his arms. What other man could do that?

Then he was entering his bedroom and placing her on the bed. Instead of taking off her clothes, he stood back and stared at her. “Ten times, Bryce.”

She looked up at him, confused. “Excuse me?”

“We’ve been apart ten years, so do you know what that means?” he asked her, holding her gaze intently.

She shook her head. “No.” She watched as he slowly stepped out of his moccasins.

“That means an orgasm for every year we’ve been apart. That’s what I want, Bryce.”

She blinked, thinking he definitely wanted a lot. “Over a period of when?” she asked.

“How I’m feeling now, I would have to say a few hours,” he responded.

She had to keep her mouth from dropping open. Had he forgotten that she was a one-orgasm-a-night girl? And with Marcel she’d even faked it a few times.

“Not sure I can accommodate you, Kaegan.”

He smiled and that dimple in his chin nearly made her moan. “It’s not about you accommodating me, Bryce. It’s all about me accommodating you. It’s not about me telling you what I want for myself, but me telling you what you’ll be getting.”

Bryce stared at him as he removed his shirt, thinking of the result of what he was alluding to. A lot of sore muscles. She figured now was the time she needed to speak up, to make something clear to him. “News flash. I need to be able to walk out of here, Kaegan.”