Although she didn’t fully understand it, she needed this. She hadn’t seen him since Wednesday morning, when he’d walked her to her car. He hadn’t come to the café yesterday morning or today. He had called Wednesday night to let her know he needed to go out on one of his ships to do inspections with his insurance company for two days. Although the fire inspector had ruled the fire was caused by arson, the insurance company had wanted to make sure for themselves that all his ships were in tip-top condition.

They had talked each night. He’d asked her how her day had gone and she’d asked about his. However, he would end the call telling her he loved her and how much he wanted her in his life. And he would tell her what he intended to do the next time he saw her and at that moment he was making good on his words.

His kisses were always long, deep and totally enriching. They had the ability to send a maddening amount of lust through her and his masculinity drew her to him like a magnet. Kaegan had always had an air of charisma that fascinated her. Made her desire him even when she didn’t want to.

He was one of those men that women would pause and then drool over whenever he walked into a room. She had been so comfortable and confident in their relationship that she hadn’t been prepared for how it had ended. Pushing thoughts of the past from her mind, she concentrated on this long, deep, drugging kiss and how he was making her feel. How it was making her keenly aware just how skilled he was in using his mouth and his hands.

And how at that moment she was powerless to resist him.

He suddenly broke off the kiss and he stared down at her with his dark, penetrating gaze. The one that could easily make her panties wet. Then he was lowering his mouth and kissing her again. Her purse dropped to the floor and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He was using his tongue and lips in ways that had her moaning, and then she began shattering in his arms as her body sprinted into one powerful climax. Only Kaegan had the ability to do this to her. Make her come from a kiss.

And then he was kissing her even deeper than before and she was absorbing all the satisfaction she felt in every part of her body. She felt the way his hands were cupping her backside as if it belonged to him and she clung to him, fearful if she let go she would slide to the floor.

Her hands moved from around his neck to stroke a pair of powerful shoulders. There was so much masculinity in this man. When she was able to get her breathing back under control, she looked up at him. “You could have waited until I invited you to my bedroom.”