overhear
their
conversation.
He
shook
his
head
slowly.
Everything
she’d
said
had
sounded
logical.
With
one
exception.
It
was
so
far
from
the
truth
that
it
was
pitiful.
He
smiled.
“First
of
all,
contrary
to
what
you
think,
Jayla,
any
woman
cannot
please
a
man
in
bed.
When
making
love
to
a
woman,
most
men…and
women
for
that
matter,
experience
various
degrees
of
pleasure.
On
a
scale
from
one
to
five,
with
five
being
the
highest,
most
men
will
experience
at
least
a
three.
In
some
situations,
possibly
a
four,
and
only
if
they’re
extremely
lucky,
a
five.”
She
lifted
a
brow.
“How
did
I
rate?”
Storm’s
smile
widened.
He’d
known
the
curiosity
in
Jayla
would
give
her
the
nerve
to
ask.
In
fact,
he’d
hoped
that
she
would.
“You
rated
a
ten.”
She
blinked,
then
a
smile
touched
the
corners
of
her
lips.
“A
ten?”
He
chuckled.
“Oh,
yes,
a
ten.”
He
watched
as
she
thought
about
it
for
a
second,
then
she
shook
her
head,
perplexed
and
confused.
“But—but
how
is
that
possible
if
a
ten
isn’t
on
the
chart?”
He
reached
across
the
table
and
captured
her
hand
in
his.
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