Sins of the Past (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

shoulder as she passed. “It was nice meeting you.”
    “Oh, no, honey. The pleasure was all mine.”
    Jacob watched Lorna’s eyes widen at the silky tone in Cole’s voice. He had seen him use that tone on plenty of women he was picking up. None of the women Jacob had ever seen him use it on had resisted the man and it seemed Lorna was just as affected. He saw her cheeks redden as she blushed before she swallowed. Her eyes flicked over to him as she turned and moved down the hall.
    Again, Jacob wondered why he wasn’t angry with Cole for flirting with Lorna. He knew Cole would never take it further than flirting, but if he was honest with himself, the thought of watching Cole pleasure Lorna, or maybe even joining in as they pleasured her at the same time was a definite turn-on. He felt his cock plumping at the thought. Grimacing, Jacob shook his head. He had no idea why he was even thinking like that. He had never shared his women and there was no way he would even ask Lorna to do something like that. As much hell as the town put her through because of the way her mother was, there was no way he wanted her to think he agreed with them. Asking her to have a threesome with him and his best friend was the fastest way to lose her.
    When he heard the front door shut behind Lorna, Jacob sat at the table and prepared himself for what he was about to hear. He knew whatever it was, it wasn’t good news. “Don’t sugarcoat it,” he told Cole.
    Cole sighed and sat as well. “Your position here has been compromised. Valente knows where you live and it’s only a matter of time before he gets the balls to come here. Word is that he is taking this personally and he’s coming here himself to take you out.”
    Jacob rubbed his face. Why couldn’t life ever be easy? The good guy takes out the bad guy and saves the day so that everyone could live happily ever after. “It’s not like I’m in witness protection or anything or that my location is a secret, but how did the bastard even find me? We went in undercover on that mission.”
    Cole nodded. “I wondered the same thing, so I did some digging. It seems we had a mole on our team. We figured out it was Jenkins, but by that time, it was already too late. It’s one of the reasons I decided not to reenlist again. Without you there watching my back, there was no way I could stay knowing there was someone on the team betraying us.”
    Jacob nodded. He would have felt the same way if he was still on the SEAL team. They had the most dangerous jobs in the world and if they couldn’t trust each other, then there was no point in working together. It was the fastest way to get someone killed. “I never did like that asshole Jenkins. It was those shifty little eyes of his.”
    He and Cole were both silent for a while, lost in their own thoughts. Jacob thought of Lorna and had the urge to pack her up and just run. He didn’t want her drawn into his danger, but he knew that a man like Valente wouldn’t give up until he tracked Jacob down. Valente had lost a lot of respect in the criminal world. The only way for him to save face was to take Jacob down. It was easier for Jacob to just wait on the man to come to him. Now that he knew an attack was inevitable, Jacob could go on offense and get prepared.
    As if sensing his thoughts, Cole leaned forward and spoke. “We need to come up with a plan.”
    Jacob nodded. He didn’t just have himself to think about anymore. He thought of his sexy neighbor. He had her to think of as well. He knew there would be no help coming from the town on her behalf, and based on last night, he had no doubts that by this morning the entire town knew they were connected. It wouldn’t take much for Valente to find that out and use Lorna against him. The thought of that scum getting his hands on her made his blood boil. Jacob decided then and there he was going to keep Lorna safe at all costs.
    He stood and looked down at his crutches. He was glad he had a doctor’s appointment coming up and hoped he had progressed enough to get rid of the damn things. If he was going to keep himself and Lorna safe, then he needed to be on his own two feet and not hobbling around on sticks. Jacob knew he still had a way to go to recover, but he was willing to fight through the pain if the doctor would only just put him in some sort of brace that allowed him to walk on his own.
    “Come on.” He motioned for Cole to follow him. “Let’s get a beer and come up with a