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baby to play house.”
Alejandro winced. “Okay, now you’re making me glad I never had sisters.”
“You missed out then,” she said with a grin. “What about your family? Javier’s never talked about it much other than to say his brothers are pains in the asses and that your mother is a saint.”
A twinkle appeared in his eyes. “Who, us? And he’s right, my mother is a saint. She had to be. There’s five of us boys in total. We just about drove her insane with our antics.”
“What about your dad?”
“Who knows? He flits around, leaving behind half brothers and sisters that we’ve never met.”
“Oh. Your parents split up?”
“Not exactly. My father is not a believer in monogamy, and my mother foolishly allows him to get away with it. He goes and plays, then when he tires of it, he comes home to my mother’s open arms.” Alejandro’s gaze dropped, but not before she saw the anger and hurt in his eyes. It seemed her Jag didn’t agree with his father’s philosophy. A point in his favor.
Francine’s lips tightened. “I’d never tolerate that.”
“And yet you see no problem with Naomi’s situation?” He teased her, but she defended her words anyway.
“There’s a difference in several people choosing to live in a polyamorous relationship, who are committed to each other only. It’s a whole other thing for someone to go chasing after other people to have sex while hurting the family they have.” It came out a little more vehemently than she meant, but she hated the obvious pain he felt at the way his father treated their mother.
“I agree with you one hundred percent.”
She blinked. “You do?”
“You don’t hurt the people you love, ever. Sex, after all, is only a fleeting pleasure.”
“And yet you seem to engage in lots of it,” she replied dryly.
“Only because none of my partners ever truly made it past my body to see the man. If the right lady were to come along…”
“You’d fall hard like Javier did. I hope you find her one day,” she said softly, even as a part of her screamed—and her wolf howled—that he already had.
“Maybe I have.”
Not daring to look at him, scared of what she’d see, or not, she needed to change the direction of the conversation. “Well, even if your dad is a wanderer, at least you still have your mom and siblings. I’d love to belong to a big family. Not that my grandmas weren’t great. But, by the time I came along, they were old, and didn’t quite know what to do with me. Having Naomi and her family take me in and make me feel like one of them helped.” It made her feel like she mattered.
“And thus did your crush on Mitchell begin. It makes sense.”
A frown creased her brow. “It’s more than a crush. He’s my mate. Just ask my freakn’ wolf.”
He lifted his hands in a gesture of surrender. “I believe you.”
Her shoulders slumped. “He doesn’t. What do you think? He walked away pretty easy. Maybe he’s right and I’m wrong. After all, how would I know what the mating fever feels like?”
“You’d know.”
“You’ve felt it?” Strangely, knowing that roused a green jealousy in her and made her wolf’s hackles rise.
“Maybe.” He quirked his lips. “Or I’ve heard my brother describe it enough to know the signs.”
A wrinkle of her nose made him chuckle. “Yeah, since she caved to her jocks, Naomi’s turned into a right gusher about it, the bitch. I never thought she’d claim those two, not given her attitude on the whole mating matter. Then wham, she opened her eyes, had a few orgasms, and realized she couldn’t live without them.”
“It’s funny how even the smartest people can refuse to see what’s right in front of them.”
Again, he stared at her with that intent, yet puzzled look. It almost seemed like he spoke to himself rather than her.
“Maybe I should just give up,” she said with a sigh as she stirred the ice in her water glass with her straw.
“Coward. I thought you
Alejandro winced. “Okay, now you’re making me glad I never had sisters.”
“You missed out then,” she said with a grin. “What about your family? Javier’s never talked about it much other than to say his brothers are pains in the asses and that your mother is a saint.”
A twinkle appeared in his eyes. “Who, us? And he’s right, my mother is a saint. She had to be. There’s five of us boys in total. We just about drove her insane with our antics.”
“What about your dad?”
“Who knows? He flits around, leaving behind half brothers and sisters that we’ve never met.”
“Oh. Your parents split up?”
“Not exactly. My father is not a believer in monogamy, and my mother foolishly allows him to get away with it. He goes and plays, then when he tires of it, he comes home to my mother’s open arms.” Alejandro’s gaze dropped, but not before she saw the anger and hurt in his eyes. It seemed her Jag didn’t agree with his father’s philosophy. A point in his favor.
Francine’s lips tightened. “I’d never tolerate that.”
“And yet you see no problem with Naomi’s situation?” He teased her, but she defended her words anyway.
“There’s a difference in several people choosing to live in a polyamorous relationship, who are committed to each other only. It’s a whole other thing for someone to go chasing after other people to have sex while hurting the family they have.” It came out a little more vehemently than she meant, but she hated the obvious pain he felt at the way his father treated their mother.
“I agree with you one hundred percent.”
She blinked. “You do?”
“You don’t hurt the people you love, ever. Sex, after all, is only a fleeting pleasure.”
“And yet you seem to engage in lots of it,” she replied dryly.
“Only because none of my partners ever truly made it past my body to see the man. If the right lady were to come along…”
“You’d fall hard like Javier did. I hope you find her one day,” she said softly, even as a part of her screamed—and her wolf howled—that he already had.
“Maybe I have.”
Not daring to look at him, scared of what she’d see, or not, she needed to change the direction of the conversation. “Well, even if your dad is a wanderer, at least you still have your mom and siblings. I’d love to belong to a big family. Not that my grandmas weren’t great. But, by the time I came along, they were old, and didn’t quite know what to do with me. Having Naomi and her family take me in and make me feel like one of them helped.” It made her feel like she mattered.
“And thus did your crush on Mitchell begin. It makes sense.”
A frown creased her brow. “It’s more than a crush. He’s my mate. Just ask my freakn’ wolf.”
He lifted his hands in a gesture of surrender. “I believe you.”
Her shoulders slumped. “He doesn’t. What do you think? He walked away pretty easy. Maybe he’s right and I’m wrong. After all, how would I know what the mating fever feels like?”
“You’d know.”
“You’ve felt it?” Strangely, knowing that roused a green jealousy in her and made her wolf’s hackles rise.
“Maybe.” He quirked his lips. “Or I’ve heard my brother describe it enough to know the signs.”
A wrinkle of her nose made him chuckle. “Yeah, since she caved to her jocks, Naomi’s turned into a right gusher about it, the bitch. I never thought she’d claim those two, not given her attitude on the whole mating matter. Then wham, she opened her eyes, had a few orgasms, and realized she couldn’t live without them.”
“It’s funny how even the smartest people can refuse to see what’s right in front of them.”
Again, he stared at her with that intent, yet puzzled look. It almost seemed like he spoke to himself rather than her.
“Maybe I should just give up,” she said with a sigh as she stirred the ice in her water glass with her straw.
“Coward. I thought you
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