Seduced by Two by Stephanie Julian Page B

still-hot plate before sitting down across from Nica. “Yeah, he’s a pig.”
    Tanner snorted. “Who got up and cooked? Me, as usual. You’d starve if left to your own devices.”
    “Bullshit. I can feed myself. That’s why God created take-out. But why should I bother when you’re so good in the kitchen?”
    Tanner flipped him the bird, his gaze still hooked on the paper. But Nica’s laugh tore it away.
    “Have you two always bickered like this?”
    Jensen shrugged as he dumped syrup on his pancakes. “Pretty much.”
    “Kinda comes with the territory.” Tanner put the paper down. “Don’t you have any brothers or sisters?”
    Jensen forced himself to continue eating, even though he wanted to stop and force her to answer. He had a burning urge to know everything about this woman and he knew Tanner would too.
    After a brief pause, she set her fork down and reached for a napkin from the pile in the center of the table. “I’m an only child. Just me and my mom but I never lacked for friends. I grew up in a…small town where there were lots of girls my age. My best friend, Tira, is my sister in every way but blood. We’re living together now but…not for long. I’m moving next weekend.”
    Jensen’s head shot up. “Where are you going?”
    She blinked, like a deer caught in the headlights. “Not far, actually. But I’ll be…out of touch for a while. Several weeks, actually. Training for my new position is intensive.”
    Tanner leaned back in his chair, his laidback attitude casually deceptive. “You work in a doctor’s office now, right? Is your new job in healthcare?”
    She nodded. “Yes, just not with the same company.”
    Tanner nodded, as if he bought her explanation. He didn’t. Neither did Jensen. More secrets. This woman had a ton of them. And they’d asked her to stay in their house for the weekend.
    But Jensen knew, absolutely, that she posed no threat to them. She was there for one thing only—the sex. She wasn’t a thief or a con artist. She wasn’t a psycho.
    She was sweet and hot and she was telling them, without words, that she would never see them again after this weekend.
    And that was not what he wanted to hear.
    He opened his mouth to ask her flat out what was going on but Tanner, probably knowing exactly what he wanted to say, cut him off.
    “So do you want us to run you home for some clothes or do you prefer to wear as little as possible? I have to say I prefer the latter.”
    Nica laughed, genuinely amused, her smile bright and warm. “If you don’t mind me raiding your closets, then I think I’ll be fine.”
    “We don’t mind,” Jensen answered. “At all.”
    Anything to keep her there.
    * * * * *
    They finished breakfast and wouldn’t let her help with the dishes, so Nica sat and watched them.
    It didn’t take them long to clean up because they knew exactly what the other would do. They had a system, she realized. They worked together well, which she knew from having them in bed together.
    Just thinking about last night made her body heat. She wanted them again. Damn, maybe she was turning into a nymphomaniac. She wondered if that would toss her out of the running for the boschetta .
    Wishful thinking.
    She stifled a sigh but Jensen chose that moment to look at her and his gaze narrowed as if he’d read her mind. She smiled at him as he bent to put the last plate in the dishwasher. She’d have to watch him. He was almost preternaturally perceptive.
    She knew Tanner had questions too, but Jensen sensed more of her feelings. She heard it in the tone of his questions and saw it in his expression.
    She hated lying to these two wonderful men, truly wished she could spill her heart and her troubles at their feet. She’d only had Tira to complain to and Tira was too close to the situation to give her some much needed perspective.
    “So, Nica,” Tanner interrupted her train of thought as he tossed the dishtowel on the counter and walked back to the table. “How’s