Sins of the Past (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

mouth was hanging open, but she couldn’t get her brain to function enough to close it. The man standing there was absolutely stunning. She thought Jacob was gorgeous and still did, but this man was beautiful. His features were still masculine, but there was no other was to describe his all-American boy-next-door looks.
    The man lifted his eyebrow and grinned at her, snapping Lorna out of the trance he had put her in. “Can I help you?” She swallowed and reached up to wipe her chin, hoping she hadn’t been drooling.

Chapter 9
     
    Cole held back a laugh, amused as he watched the cute little woman eye him up and down. He recognized Jacob’s truck in the driveway so he was pretty sure he had the right house, but he had no idea who the sexy little woman was that had opened the door. It seemed his best friend had a lot of explaining to do, starting with the woman who was wearing a shirt that clearly wasn’t hers.
    “I’m Cole Michaels,” he answered when the woman asked. Cole held out his hand and took the woman’s in his when she lifted it up. He felt her shiver when he rubbed his fingers on the inside of her wrist and decided to take pity on the woman. As sexy as she was, she was obviously Jacob’s and there was no way he was poaching his best friend’s girl. His mind didn’t seem to get the hint though and he wondered what her rough little hands would feel like rubbing all over his body. Belatedly, he wondered what the woman did for a living to cause the calluses that he felt on the tips of her fingers.
    “I’m here to see Jacob.” At the mention of his friend, the woman seemed to come to her senses.
    “Oh, yeah, um Cole. You’re one of his Navy SEAL buddies, right?” At his nod she continued. “Come on in. He told me a little about you. He’s sleeping right now, but I can go wake him up if you need me to. I made him take some pain meds last night. Well really it was early this morning after we um… I’m babbling, aren’t I? I’m just going to shut up now.”
    Cole watched as the woman’s cheeks turned bright red even through her caramel complexion. He could guess what she had been about to reveal and laughed at her almost slip. “Honey, I don’t blame him for being up all night. I would be too if I had someone as sexy as you in my bed.” Cole had no idea why he said that. There was just something about the woman that was drawing him to her.
    “Well fuck me,” the woman whispered under her breath.
    Cole had a feeling that she hadn’t meant for him to hear that and held back his grin. Whoever this woman was, she had a potty mouth and that was a huge turn-on to him. He wanted to ask her was that an invitation but he held back. “Am I allowed to know your name?” he asked instead.
    “I’m Lorna. I live across the street.”
    “Well, Lorna,” he said following her to the kitchen. “It’s nice to meet you.”
    Lorna didn’t respond. She started to make coffee and Cole noticed that she moved around the kitchen without a problem. It was obvious she was more than just a passing fling for his friend from her familiarity to his home. He wondered why Jacob hadn’t mentioned her the last time he talked to him on the phone.
    Cole sat his bags down and took a seat at the table. He was happy to watch the woman. When she held up a coffee mug silently offering him a cup, he nodded and watched as she turned to pour. Her graceful movements caused his cock to stir and Cole grimaced as he reached his hand under the table to adjust himself. Lorna was just his type, from her short black hair that was standing on end, from either sleep or Jacob running his hands through it during sex, down to her curvy hips and thick thighs. Cole had no use for women who basically had the figures of pre-teenage boys. He liked his women with enough meat on their bodies that he could grab on to and hold on as he pounded into them. Looking at Lorna, she definitely had that department covered. His mouth watered at the thought of her thighs wrapped around his waist squeezing him tight as he pounded her into the mattress. He assumed Lorna had a mixed heritage based on her skin tone and it made him want her even more. She had to be the sexiest woman he had ever seen.
    The clearing of a throat snapped Cole out of his thoughts. He looked over at Lorna who had a smirk on her face as if she knew what he had been thinking. He was glad that the table was covering the erection tenting his jeans. “I’m sorry, did you say