“As for loving him,” Nicole continued quietly. “Not only do I not still love him, in truth, I don’t think I ever did. It turns out I didn’t even know the real him. I suspect I was in love with love, with the whole romance of the relationship, the exotic foreigner, sexy accent, seeing the world thing . . . I was a fool.”
“That’s kind of harsh,” Jake said quietly.
“Yeah,” Tomasso agreed. “Besides, we’re all fools for love.”
“She didn’t love him,” Dante reminded him.
“Oh, right,” Tomasso muttered, then peered at her hard. Jake knew at once that he was reading Nicole’s mind, and wondered what he was finding. His eyebrows rose when Tomasso added, “Well, we’re often fools for sex too.”
Nicole flushed and demanded, “You’re doing that mind reading thing Jake mentioned, aren’t you?”
Tomasso grimaced.
“Stop it,” she said firmly and stood up. Her gaze shifted to Jake. “If you’re done explaining things, I’d like to get back to work.”
Jake hesitated. He hadn’t got to the part about their being life mates, but he’d dumped a lot on her already. Besides, he’d rather discuss that part with her alone without his cousins there to hear. Still, he eyed her briefly. She seemed to be handling everything pretty well so far. He didn’t think he had to worry that she’d slip out of the house and run away, freaked out about everything she’d learned. But he wasn’t positive. It wasn’t every day you learned you were hosting vampires in your home . . . and she hadn’t asked any questions yet. He didn’t know if that was because she needed to process what she’d learned, or what, but he hoped so, he wanted to trust her. That was a hard thing for Jake. His experiences in life had left him with some trust issues and it wasn’t just because of the woman he’d nearly married who had been intent on robbing him blind. His family had aided in those trust issues too, with their deep dark secret and by keeping him in the dark for so many years. But he had to learn to trust Nicole eventually for them to be life mates.
Sighing, Jake sat back and nodded. “Of course.”
Nicole slipped away at once, leaving the table and the room without another word.
Jake watched her go and then glanced from Dante to Tomasso. “Well?”
Dante pursed his lips and then said, “Give her twenty minutes and then take her coffee.”
“And jump her bones,” Tomasso added.
“What?” Jake asked on a half laugh of disbelief.
Dante shrugged. “You’ve rocked her world.”
“Not in the good way,” Tomasso added, in case he’d misunderstood.
“Nicole’s spinning right now,” Dante added.
“You need to anchor her,” Tomasso said.
Jake arched one eyebrow and said, “You want me to anchor her with my cock? Seriously? We barely know each other.”
“Sometimes it’s incredibly obvious you were born in the Leave It to Beaver era,” Dante said dryly.
Jake stiffened and scowled. “Excuse me, you two are older than I am.”
“Yeah, but we’re Italian,” Dante said with a shrug.
“And that means what?” Jake asked dryly.
“The Brits are known for bad food, the French for good food, and the Italians for being the best lovers,” Dante explained.
Jake gave a disbelieving laugh. “You’re delusional.”
“Casanova.” Tomasso rumbled, and then added, “Enough said.”
“One man does not—Ah hell, never mind,” he muttered standing up. “I’m going downstairs . . . to talk to Nicole.”
“I’m telling you, sex is the way to go,” Dante assured him as he headed for the doorway. “It will bond her to you.”
Tomasso added. “One taste of life-mate sex and she’ll be hooked like a heroin addict.”
Jake halted in the door and turned back. “Life-mate sex?”
Dante raised his eyebrows. “No one’s told you about life mates?”
“Well, I know about life mates. Can’t read ’em, can’t control ’em, a perfect mate.”
“And crazy, blow your mind, so intense it leaves you unconscious, sex,” Tomasso added.
“It leaves you unconscious?” Jake asked with a frown.
“And blows your mind,” Tommaso repeated.
Jake narrowed his gaze on the pair. “You’re pulling my leg, right?”
The twins merely shook their heads solemnly.
“Hmm,” he said dubiously, but then merely turned away and headed for the stairs. He wasn’t sure he believed Dante and Tomasso. After all, surely someone would have mentioned that to him prior to this?