Sins of the Past (16 page)

Cole kneeled down beside the tub and grabbed the soap. Jacob knew there was no way he was going to be able to kneel on the hard tile floor with his bad knee so he sat on the edge of the tub and handed Cole the washrag that had been draped over the side.

“Please don’t be mad at us,” Cole said as he lathered the rag.

Lorna sighed. “I’m not mad at you guys, but I’m also not going to let you control me either. I love you but that doesn’t mean I can’t take care of myself or make my own decisions. I’ve been doing it most of my life.”

“We know you can take care of yourself, but that doesn’t mean we aren’t going to try to take care of you.”

Jacob nodded, agreeing with Cole. “You’re ours now. We aren’t giving you up so we need to compromise. Just because we want to take care of you doesn’t mean you can’t still be independent. We have no problem with that. Hell, it’s the one thing that attracted me to you the most, but when it comes to your safety, that’s something we won’t back down on. We will take care of you in that regard. Even if it means we have to protect you from yourself.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” Lorna asked angrily as she sat up.

Cole gripped her shoulder and pushed her back down as Lorna glared at the both of them. He used the soapy rag and started rubbing it across her chest, ignoring the fact that she was trying to slap his hand away as he circled her nipples. Damn if Jacob’s cock wasn’t trying to perk back up at her anger and her potty mouth. The curse word coming from her lip shouldn’t have turned him on, but it did.

“It means you should have told us you were sore.” Jacob answered her question. “The last thing we would ever do is hurt you whether it was intentional or not. It wasn’t fair to us to not know you were sore until we were hurting you.” He paused watching as the knowledge of what she had done sunk in.

“I’m so sorry.” Lorna sighed and all the tension left her body.

“Also,” Jacob continued, not wanting to see the hurt look on her face any longer. “You should trust us enough to know we would never leave you hanging. We have ways of making you feel good even when you’re too sore for sex.”

With that statement, Cole captured her lips with his as Jacob lowered his hand in the warm water and caught her clit between his thumb and forefinger. Lorna’s hips thrust up, splashing water all over the floor as he circled her bud, careful not to use too much pressure. He smiled when Cole released her lips and Lorna once again had that dazed look on her face as she gasped for breath. She was truly beautiful and Jacob felt lucky to be in her presence at that moment.

Cole circled her soapy nipples with his fingers before pinching and pulling them. Not one to slack on his duties, Jacob continued circling her clit, adding a little more pressure as he watched her face for any signs of discomfort. The only thing he saw was pure pleasure as Lorna threw her head back and moaned. She humped his finger as she gripped Cole’s hands and pressed them harder against her breast. Jacob stilled his hand and allowed Lorna to writhe against his finger. He knew the moment she was close to orgasm when her rhythm faltered. He took over then and lightly pinched the swollen bud. That sent Lorna over the edge and she screamed as she slammed her legs closed and came against his hand.

When Lorna finally relaxed back into the water with the satisfied look of a woman who just had great sex, Jacob leaned over and kissed her. He traced her lips with his tongue until she opened them, panting into his mouth. Jacob thrust his tongue into her mouth tangling it with hers before pulling back. “Like I said,” he whispered against her lips. “Trust us to make you feel good.”

Jacob smiled smugly when all Lorna could manage was a nod. She looked about seconds away from falling asleep right there in the tub. He stood and grabbed a towel as Cole lifted her. She didn’t even protest as they worked together to dry and her and carried her to bed.

“It seems we found a way to get her to do whatever we want,” Cole said as they climbed in bed on either side of Lorna.

Jacob laughed as he curled around Lorna’s backside. “I have a feeling controlling this tiny woman won’t be that easy, but I’m for damn sure going to enjoy trying.”

“Game on,” Lorna mumbled as she buried her face in Cole’s chest.

Game on was exactly right. Jacob had no doubt Lorna was going to fight them every step of the way and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“What the hell are all the sirens for?” Lorna asked as she moaned and rolled over. The two men beside her immediately stiffened at her question and rolled out of bed. Not one to care about what was going on with her neighbors, Lorna tried to force herself back to sleep, but the noise going on outside wasn’t going to allow it. She cracked her eyes open to see that the room was completely dark except for the moonlight and the flash of red lights coming through the window. She wasn’t surprised they had slept the entire day after staying up most of the night.

“What’s going on?” she asked the guys, who were currently on either side of the window peeping through the curtains. When neither of them answered, she climbed from the bed to see for herself what was so fascinating. Unfortunately, Jacob’s strong arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her behind him before she could get a look. “What the hell, Jacob?”

The infuriating man didn’t even bother to answer her. He turned and held his finger up to his lips and shushed her before turning his attention back to the window. Debating on whether she loved the man enough to not kill him for thinking he could shush her whenever he felt like it, Lorna tried to peer around him to see out the window. “What the hell is going on, Jacob?” she whispered, although she had no clue why.

The guys were acting strange as hell. When they started using weird hand signals and nodding to each other, Lorna had about all she could take. She knew it was childish, but she stomped her foot. “Somebody better tell me what the fuck is going on right now.”

“My house is on fire.”

It took a few seconds for Jacob’s answer to sink in before Lorna reacted. “What!” she shouted before moving around him and toward the window. She growled in frustration when Jacob pulled her back against him and slapped his hand over her mouth.
What the hell is wrong with them?
She glared at Cole when he held his finger up to his lips and disappeared through her bedroom door. The guy made no noise as he moved like a ghost and Lorna felt herself start to tremble when it finally sunk in that something was really wrong.

“I need you to get dressed as fast and quietly as possible,” Jacob whispered in her ear, confirming her conclusion. “Wear shoes you can run in if you need to.”

That statement had the hair on the back of her neck standing on end. Lorna wanted to question why she would need to run, but the tension in Jacob’s body against her back kept her quiet. She nodded, understanding whatever was going on was something dangerous. When he let her go Lorna moved quickly to her dresser and grabbed a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, not bothering with underwear as she put them on. By the time she was dressed and had her boots on, Cole came back into the room fully dressed in the jeans and shirt he had taken off in her bathroom. Lorna sat on the side of the bed and looked longingly at her pillow, wondering if she was in some really vivid dream.

“As of right now the house is secure. I didn’t see anyone, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t out there.”

Jacob nodded. “My guess is he either didn’t know we weren’t in the house or he’s waiting for everyone to leave before coming after us.” He then left the room, leaving her sitting there staring at the door he left through as Cole walked back over to the window.

Lorna wanted to scream at the both of them for talking like she wasn’t even in the room. The least they could have done was clue her in on what the hell was going on. When everything was over and they were safe, she was going to hand them both their asses for keeping her in the dark.

In the meantime, Lorna calmly stood and walked over to her closet. She stood on her tip toes and felt around on the shelf until she felt the lock box and pulled it down. Opening the box, Lorna lifted the holster out and strapped it to her thigh. Once that was done, she picked up the pistol her Uncle John had gotten her and pressed the button to make the clip slide out. She smiled at the memories of him teaching her how to shoot and fought the tears welling up in her eyes. Making sure it was fully loaded, she popped the clip back in and placed the gun in the holster and added a couple extra clips in her pocket.

Glad of her smart decision to put her boots on, Lorna pulled two long knives with serrated edges out of the lockbox and placed one in each boot. Both were also a gift from Uncle John after he had forced her to watch Rambo when she was fifteen. After that she pestered the man for a knife just like the one she had seen in the movie until he finally gave in and gave her not one, but two for her sixteenth birthday. It was the best present she had gotten. He even took the time to teach her how to use them. By that time, Lorna’s mother was disappearing weeks at a time, leaving her alone, so Lorna had been grateful for his lessons. Uncle John had been ex-military. Lorna had no idea what branch and he seemed to not want to talk about it so she had respected his decision and not asked. She was just happy he hadn’t treated her like some weak girl who needed to depend on a man to keep her safe.

Finished arming herself, Lorna turned from her closet to see Jacob and Cole both standing in the middle of her bedroom staring at her. “What?” she whispered. She snickered when Cole reached down to adjust the hard-on trying to burst through his jeans. Jacob didn’t have that problem since he was still completely naked. His hard cock was standing straight out from his body. Lorna fought the urge to drop to her knee and take care of his problem.
Now is not the time,
she mentally chastised herself.

“Damn, that has to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” Cole whispered.

Jacob nodded his head, agreeing. “It most definitely is, but what’s with all the weapons?”

“What the hell do you mean, what’s with all the weapons?” Lorna fought to keep her voice down. “Your house is on fire, but you aren’t rushing out to see why. You two are running around here acting strange as hell and won’t tell me what’s going on. You tell me to get dressed and to put on shoes that I can run in. In my world that means something bad is about to happen. If I’m going to have to run, then I’m damn sure going to make sure I’m prepared to do that and keep myself safe, hence the weapons.” She gave them a look that she hoped they read as
duh
.

Cole grinned at her rant and moved back to the window. Jacob just growled and moved past her, heading to her closet. It was her turn to stand and stare when he pulled a large duffel bag off the floor that she had no idea was there and placed it on her bed. Her mouth fell open when he opened the bag and pulled out jeans and a shirt. Once he was dressed, he went about strapping on weapons the same way she had done. Cole came over to the bed and began doing the same thing.

“Close your mouth.” Jacob laughed as he came over to her.

“What the hell?” Lorna asked as she pointed to the bag.

“You keep saying ‘hell’ a lot.”

Lorna was ready to shoot Jacob. “Maybe if you guys would answer at least one of my damn questions, then I wouldn’t have to keep saying it,” she snapped. “One of you needs to tell me what the hell is going on. Let’s start with why the hell you have a bag full of weapons in my closet and when the hell you put it there?”

Jacob sighed. “It’s a long story that we don’t have time for. The short version is that there is a really dangerous guy after us seeking revenge. We think he set the fire to flush us out into the open. Since that didn’t work, he’ll wait until the police and firemen are gone before trying again. We need to be ready when that happens.”

Lorna realized he skipped over her question 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.