“You’re doing that mind thing, aren’t you?” Rinaldo said. “Should I be jealous?”
“Not at all, my love,” Isidora replied. “What you should be is in bed. You’re going to need every bit of energy you can summon to withstand what will happen tomorrow…well, later tonight, since it’s already after midnight. Niko, I have several spare bedrooms. You’re free to use one of them.”
“Thank you. I will.”
* * * *
Saturday went exactly as Niko expected. He awoke around noon, joining Rinaldo for a very late breakfast, as the young human had just gotten up himself. Rinaldo gave him a tour of the house and grounds, chattering nonstop about anything and everything in an obvious attempt to stop thinking about what would happen that evening.
Finally, Niko put a hand on his shoulder, saying, “If it’s what you want, if you love her as much as I think you do, it will be worth it.”