“It embarrasses Mr. Chelsey whenever people know he’s outside at night looking for his cat. How do you think he’s going to feel if you show up on his doorstep questioning him about anything tonight?”

Sawyer rubbed a hand down his face. “Fine. But if you hear any more noise tonight, call me or the station. And don’t assume anything and go out to investigate on your own.”

“I won’t, Sawyer. I promise.”

“Now lock your door.”

Then he was gone. She locked her door and went back into the living room to finish off her wine.

* * *

THE NEXT MORNING Kaegan rolled out of bed and made it into his bathroom to start his day. He figured it would be a nice day to fish from the pier in his backyard. The bayou was brimming with over sixty species and he hoped that he’d luck up and catch a few bass, which were his favorite.

He left the bathroom moments later and got dressed for the day. When he’d gone to bed last night he should have been too tired to do anything but sleep. However, thoughts of Bryce stayed on his mind. Dreaming about her and reliving that kiss had taken precedence. He also thought about her silence on the ride back to the dock, as well as his own.

Kaegan needed time to think. Although he didn’t regret kissing her, he wondered if he’d crossed the line in doing so when she’d made it clear all she wanted between them was friendship. He’d been determined to change her mind about that but hadn’t intended to rush her. Now he was wondering if that kiss would have her scampering in another direction. One that was far away from him.

He was about to fix his breakfast when his cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw the caller was Walter Kerner. Why would his attorney be calling him on a Sunday morning? He clicked on the phone. “Good morning. What’s up, Walt?”

“Today might be your lucky day. I need you in Boston as soon as possible.”

Kaegan was surprised. “Boston? Why?”

“That warehouse on the harbor that I was telling you about might be going up for sale. If and when it does, you need to jump on it.”

Kaegan leaned against his kitchen counter. His business was doing great in this region, but after taking on the Chappell Group as a client and seeing how profitable such a venture had been, he’d decided to expand his business to other areas. He now had the capital to do it and had more than one willing investor. Not only did Reid LaCroix think expanding was a good idea, but Ray also did.

Ray had discovered he was just as wealthy as Reid, thanks to a business deal he’d closed in his final days as Devon Ryan. Ray had let Kaegan know if he ever decided to expand, he would gladly come on board as a silent partner. Kaegan would admit that he was excited at the prospect of Chambray Seafood Shipping Company doing business in a New England state.