Sins of the Past (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

okay?” Lorna sat down next to him, concerned. “Do we need to go?”
    Jacob shook his head. “I’m okay, nothing a few aspirin can’t handle. I’m having too much fun with you to leave.” He grimaced. “You may want to hold off on that beer, though. As much as I would love one, I better not mix alcohol with medication.”
    Lorna stared at the stubborn set of Jacob’s jaw and realized there was no way she was going to convince him to go home and rest his leg. Nodding, she got up and headed to the concession stand.
    Without Jacob by her side, it took Lorna longer than she expected to get through the crowd. They had been nice enough to get out of his way as he moved, but now that she was alone, they acted like she didn’t exist. Throwing an elbow, Lorna grinned, satisfied when she heard the guy she had to squeeze past grunt.
    By the time she fought her way to the concession stand and headed back, Lorna felt anger rising. She gripped the tray in front of her tightly as she was jostled, nearly knocking over their drinks for what felt like the hundredth time. Growling, as she finally made her way through the crowd, Lorna came to a complete stop at what she saw. Ashley was sitting so close to Jacob, that she might as well have been glued to his side. If it wasn’t for the uncomfortable look on Jacob’s face, she would have dropped the tray and walked away. Instead, she dropped it for a different reason.
    Fed up, Lorna marched over to Jacob and Ashley. “If this crowd wants a show, then they’re damn well going to get one.” She mumbled under her breath. She had no idea what Ashley had seen on her face, but the woman’s eyes widened and she had enough sense to stand and move away from Jacob just as Lorna approached.
    “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Lorna hissed through gritted teeth.
    “I’m just being neighborly and checking to make sure Jacob had everything he needed.”
    Ashley raised her sugary sweet voice, drawing more attention from the crowd and Lorna barely resisted the urge to mar her perfect, cosmetically enhanced face. “Jacob has all the help he needs. If he wants anything, I’ll be the one to give it to him. So go sink your claws into some other unsuspecting guy because Jacob is mine.” She crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow at Ashley, daring her to say something else.
    Ashley was smart enough to recognize the threat in Lorna’s stance. With only a huff, the other woman turned on her impossibly high heels and flounced away. Lorna snorted. “Who the hell wears six inch hoe heels just to walk around the fair?” she asked out loud as she turned back to Jacob. She winced when she got a look at the man’s face. His features were blank and she had no clue if he was angry with her or not for claiming him in public. She might as well have stamped MINE on his forehead.
    Lorna took a step back when Jacob moved to stand and held her breath waiting for the guy to yell at her. She expected it since it was what she would have done if he had gone caveman on her in public. Sometimes she let her mouth get her into trouble and it looked like now was one of those times. She gasped when Jacob let go of one of his crutches and snaked his arm around her waist to pull her against him.
    “Damn, I think that was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen in my life,” he whispered in her ear.
    Distantly, Lorna was aware of the clatter from his crutch as it hit the ground next to her. The area around them had grown so silent that she could hear the rapid thump from her own heart as her body shivered from the silky heat of Jacob’s breath against her shoulder. His voice had gone deep and husky and Lorna imagined him whispering naughty things in her ear in the heat of passion. She had to clench her thighs together as her cunt pulsed with need at the thought.
    “Oh, baby. You have no idea how much I want you right now.”
    It was what Lorna wanted as well. She wanted Jacob. She wanted to give herself to the man in every way possible. “I’m yours,” she whimpered into his ear. “Take me home, Jacob.”
    He let her go and she leaned down to retrieve his crutch. For the first time since she could remember, the people of the town didn’t exist to her. She didn’t even notice them as she and Jacob pushed their way through them and to the car. Her attention was on the man slightly in front of her and the way the muscles in his arm flexed with each step he took. She was sure