Sins of the Past (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

about the bag, but she let it slide for a moment. It seemed they had bigger problem to worry about at the moment. “Thank you for telling me. We’ll talk about the bag later. Now, what’s the plan?”
    Jacob pulled a bulletproof vest from his bag and strapped it on, Cole doing the same. When he pulled another one out of the bag, he walked over to her. “First, you put this on,” he said as he helped her into the vest.
    “I’m almost afraid to ask why you have a bulletproof vest in your bag that is exactly my size.” If the situation was different, Lorna would have been over the moon. Nothing said love like a man giving you your own personal bulletproof vest. The vest even had enough room so her breasts weren’t being smashed against her chest.
    “We’ll talk about it later.” Jacob blushed.
    “The list is definitely adding up,” Lorna mumbled, not wanting him to see how giddy she was over the vest.
    The sound of glass breaking coming from the back of the house had all three of them turning toward the bedroom door.
    “Shit,” Cole cursed. “I thought for sure they would wait until everyone was gone.”
    “Or use it as a distraction.” Jacob looked grim as he latched on to Lorna’s arm and pulled her over to the closet. “I’m assuming you know how to use the weapons you have.”
    It was a statement, but Lorna nodded in answer anyway. She wouldn’t ever admit it, but she was literally shaking in her boots. She was scared to death, not for her safety, but of something happening to her two men. They had both come into her life and opened her eyes to how lonely she had been. There was no way she could survive if something happened to them. She tried to protest when Jacob shoved her in the closet, but the fierce look on his face stilled her.
    “Don’t open this door or come out no matter what you hear. If anyone opens this door other than me or Cole, shoot. Don’t stop until the clip is empty.” He pulled her to him and kissed her before letting her go. “Stay.”
    Lorna watched the closet door close, leaving her standing in the dark alone, bristling at Jacob’s last command. “I’m not a fucking dog,” she mumbled to herself. She strained to hear what was going on, but all she heard was her own harsh breathing in the small space. She was tempted to reach up and pull the string hanging from the bare bulb so that she wasn’t standing in the dark, but she resisted, wondering if someone would be able to see the light shining through the edges of the door.
    She managed to stay in the closet a full five minutes until she had all of the silence and what if scenarios she could take. Pulling her gun out of the holster, Lorna flicked the safety off. There was no way she could stand there while Jacob and Cole were out there in danger. She knew they were trained for situations like this, but there was no way she could just do nothing. She was used to taking care of herself. Jacob and Cole were just going to have to learn that fact. They couldn’t leave her behind and she was not going to behave like a good little woman while the big bad man killed the spider for her.
    Easing the door open, Lorna peeped around the edge and sighed in relief when she saw her bedroom was empty. Quietly making her way over to the open bedroom door, she pressed her back against the wall and prayed she wasn’t making a mistake by leaving her hiding place.
     
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    Cole followed Jacob as they silently made their way toward the back of the house. His body moved on autopilot because his mind was still back with Lorna. He saw the gleam in her eyes before Jacob had shut the closet door and knew they were going to have a lot of groveling to do when all of this was over. Cole would do whatever it took as long as it meant he would end up with Lorna naked in bed. Scratch that. Not completely naked, he thought. He wouldn’t mind seeing her in nothing but that thigh holster and gun. She could also keep the boots on with those wicked blades tucked in them.
    The sight of his woman gearing up like she was about to go on a mission was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. It made Cole understand why there were no women SEALs. It wasn’t because he thought they were weak. Some of the strongest people he knew were women, including Lorna. It was because the men would have never gotten any missions completed with permanent hard-ons.
    As it was now, they were about to go up against one of the world’s most dangerous men. The man had