Kaylee lifted her head off Wes’s chest. “You’re not letting me go, eh?”

“Nope.” He snuggled her closer, pressing her head back down. “Consider yourself under lock and key.”

“Wow. You’ve gotten possessive since we dated.” But she loved that he appreciated her and wanted her near. Eddy had always put his friends first.

Then she remembered how Wes had made golf his first priority.

“I’ve always been possessive,” he continued, unaware of the thoughts running through her mind. “Made one stupid mistake and got distracted by golf, and you slipped by me. Not making that mistake twice.”

She lifted up again and stared down at him, because this needed to be said, even if she appreciated his words. “I just got out of an engagement. I’m glad you’ve matured since we dated. But this”—she waved haphazardly around them—“is as far as things go.”

His grin appeared forced. “Sure. But I might try to attack you later.”

She let out the breath she’d been holding and flopped back onto his chest. “Oh, that’s fine. Attack away. As long as it’s just sex.”

Kaylee had always been a relationship person. Having casual sex had never occurred to her until recently. It probably had something to do with her partner. Wes wasn’t a stranger. And she believed him when he’d said he’d not meant to hurt her all those years ago. “Casual I can do. Especially now that you’ve become the Olympian of oral sex.”

“Olympian.” She heard the smile in his tone. “Nice. But Kaylee?” He waited until she tilted her chin up. “That was only a taste of what’s to come.”

Her stomach clenched. That was all it took—Wes’s deep, sexy voice making promises of orgasms in her future, and she turned into a pile of mush.

He squeezed her ass. “Come on. Let’s go back and get some food. I’m starved.”

Food? Yes, food. That was a good distraction. Because she couldn’t really be thinking about round two so soon. Okay, she totally, totally was.

He reached for her dress as she lifted off him, and he handed it to her.

Kaylee watched Wes pull back on his tux. She loved the way he moved. The confidence in every action. He didn’t care about wrinkles or mussed-up hair. He ran his fingers through it and called it good, tucking his hand into the pocket of his tux pants while he watched her with a sultry smile. He was masculine, driven, yet such a giver. Wow, was his tongue ever a giver. And his hands…

Kaylee bent to put on her shoes—and to hide her face so he didn’t see the flush that had risen to her cheeks. Wes was arrogant. No need to inflate his head further. God knew where they’d be then.

She straightened and smoothed out her dress. “I’m leaving it up to you to explain to Adam where we’ve been.”

He grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles. “No worries. I’ve got it covered.”

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As soon as Wes and Kaylee returned to the reception, Kaylee headed for the bathroom.

Wes caught a glimpse of Adam saying something to Hayden, and then his brother was crossing the room with purpose. He grabbed Wes by the arm and dragged him into the corner. Not that Wes couldn’t have broken his brother’s grip. They were the most equal in height and weight. Physical fights between him and Adam were always a toss-up. “Where in the hell did you go? You’ve been gone the entire reception!”

“Not the entire reception. Only the dancing portion.”

Adam frowned, and it sounded like he was grinding his teeth.

“Adam,” Wes said, “you might need medication if this is what married life does to you. What gives? You’re as wound up as a Pamplona bull.”

Adam huffed out a sigh and glanced away. “Hayden put sex on hold until after the wedding. Wanted our wedding night to be special.”

Wes raised an eyebrow. “How long has it been?”

“Four weeks.”

“Jesus Christ.” Wes looked around dramatically for one of his other brothers. “We should get you to the hospital.”

“Don’t be an idiot,” Adam said. “I was never like you and Hunt. Didn’t need a different woman every night.”

“Oh really? And how’s your sex drive now that you have Hayden in your life?”

Adam swallowed. “I’ll admit, I’m a little edgy having her around and not having her.”

“So what the hell are you still doing here? Go claim your woman.”

Adam’s cheek pulled back in the beginnings of a smile and then he frowned. “Can’t.” He ran a hand over his mouth. “Promised Hayden we could have this ‘after the reception’ pizza and cocktails thing. Our wedding was so large, she wanted to do something special for our close friends.”

“I won’t say anything if you two sneak off. Just do it, man, before you implode.”

“I wouldn’t be feeling the need to implode if you jackasses weren’t being such jackasses.”

“Yes you would.”

“Yes I would.” He looked pleadingly at Wes. “How do I get her out of here without upsetting her?”

Wes put his hand on his brother’s shoulder and leaned in. “Here’s what you do…”

Moments later, Kaylee returned. “Have you seen Hayden?” She peered around. “I wanted to congratulate her, but I can’t find her anywhere.”

“Yeah, that’s because I helped Adam slip her out,” Wes said.

She stared at him. “You did?”

He shrugged. “Adam wanted to start the honeymoon. And I’m romantic like that.”

She crossed her arms. “And this had nothing to do with Adam being upset because we left?”

“Unreasonably upset. He wouldn’t have been wound up so tight if Hayden hadn’t put the kibosh on sexy time until their wedding night.”

Kaylee’s face softened. “Awww, that’s sweet. She wanted it to be romantic.”

He stared at her in horror. “Don’t get any ideas.”

“Wes, you won’t be at my wedding, so don’t worry about what I will or will not be doing.”

Yes I will, he thought.

Wes swallowed. That was nuts. He wanted to date Kaylee again, nothing more. He might be ready for something solid between them—more so than she was—but he wasn’t ready to tie the knot.

“How did you help Adam get her to leave early, anyway?”

“Told him to tell her he had a gift waiting in the presidential suite that couldn’t wait.”

“And does he?”

Wes gestured in the vicinity of his cock.

She squinted. “Are you kidding me? Hayden will be pissed once she finds out he made it up just to get her naked.”

“Probably. But only until my brother makes her happy in bed.”

“If they make it to the bed before she kills him.” She shook her head. “You Cades are really something, you know that?”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” He wrapped his arm around her lower back. “Let’s get out of here. We’ll catch up with my brothers later. Not like we don’t see them every day, or anything.” He glanced down pointedly. “Besides, I’m ready for round two.”

“Ha!”

He leaned in until his mouth was millimeters from her ear. “My tongue is feeling restless.”

He heard her swallow. “I guess we could leave now,” she said in her turned-on voice.

Wes smirked. “Whatever you want, Kaylee. My body is yours to command.”