Kasey didn't like the way Bryon said that, as if not liking sex was a disease. It wasn't worth arguing the point now though. "He does. He's fine with it. In fact, it kind of works for both of us."
"Seriously?" Bryon looked shocked.
"Between you and me, right?" Kasey asked.
"You need to ask me that, Kase?"
Kasey blew out a breath before speaking. "He's got an injury. Getting aroused is painful for him. Painful enough that it keeps him from getting aroused most of the time. Like I said, we get each other. There's no pressure with him. I can be myself and not have him tell me I'm a freak or push me for more."
"When do I get to meet him?"
That was a good question. There was no way Bryon could meet Noam without them talking about what Noam did for a living. "When things get a little more stable and the two of us aren't so new, I'll make sure you meet him."
"Good, I look forward to it." Bryon slapped him on the shoulder. "I'm happy for you."
"Thanks. It's a nice change," Kasey admitted. "I gave up a long time ago thinking I could find someone who could understand me, but I think Noam does."
"There's someone for everyone." Bryon grinned.
"Is Becca your someone?" Kasey raised a brow.
"Becca deserves someone better than me." Bryon's mood changed instantly. He stood and started to pick up stuff off the coffee table.
"She loves you. We all see that." Kasey was probably the only one on the team who could bring this up with Bryon.
"She's young still. Hell, she's nearly half my age. She has too much life to live."
"I think you're the one who told me love doesn't know age. Love has no boundaries."
"Don't throw my words back on me. You know I was talking about my grandparents."
"It worked for them. Your grandmother was thirty, your grandfather fifty, right?" He'd met them once years ago and had never seen a couple more in love.
"He also died, leaving her to live out her last years alone. Becca needs someone closer to her age. We're just enjoying each other's company for now. Sooner or later, she'll meet someone who is meant for her."
Kasey shook his head. "You're too hard on yourself. You refuse to see what the rest of us do. She loves you, and I'm pretty sure you love her."
"Eh, you're seeing things you want to see." Bryon walked to the kitchen.
Kasey got up and followed him. "Maybe, but I think you see it too. You're just in denial. You've never seen yourself worthy of love. There's probably some psychological reason for it. The trauma in your past or some shit like that. I don't know what the fuck it is but get over it and let someone love you already."
"Drop it, okay, Kase? I don't need someone to psychoanalyze me." Bryon leaned against the counter.
"I'm just sayin'." Kasey slapped him on the back. "You're not getting any younger. Enjoy the time you two have. She's not going anywhere, so you can keep ignoring the truth or you can make an honest woman of her."
Bryon grunted.
Kasey's cell phone started to ring.
Bryon grinned. "Saved by the bell."
"Funny." Kasey glanced at the screen on his phone, smiling when he saw Noam's name.
"Go talk to your man." Bryon pushed away from the counter.
Kasey answered, "hi, you making it okay?"
"Yeah, I've been too busy to think about how tired I am." Noam sounded stressed. "I wanted to let you know I might be a bit later than I thought. I'll call you when I am headed home. I just didn't want you to head over and me not be there."