Malachi smirked. "Yes, Lav, I'm only human and a man at that. I can't go over and over right after each time like you women are blessed to be able to do. We men are cursed with a waiting period," he teased with a grin. He glanced at her for a moment when she mentioned, purposely, for it to be at home. "At home then," he whispered in agreement, kissing her softly. He hoped she wasn't going to have a problem with him in the bedroom where it happened. He'd never do what Nicodemus had, throwing her on the bed, demanding her to take off her clothes like it was his to command, but it didn't mean she wouldn't be thrown back to that night if they tried it.