No Place Like Home (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Diane Leyne Page A

they would leave her, but she never thought they’d think she would leave them. She straightened her backbone. She would fight for her men, and if she lost them, it wouldn’t be for lack of trying.

Chapter 6
     
    The drive out of town to the Lansing farmhouse where the twins lived wasn’t very long. She’d only glimpsed the house from a distance when they went to the lake. She didn’t realize just how much work they had done on it until she got close. New paint, new doors, and shutters. The front lawn was just that, a lawn. Well, when she moved in, that would change.
    She pulled up behind Jackson’s cruiser and beside Markus’s truck and parked. She got out and walked slowly to the door and rang the bell. For a long time nothing happened. She waited and then rang again. They had to be in there, and she wasn’t leaving until she talked to them.
    Finally, she heard footsteps. The door was flung open and grim-faced Jackson and Markus stood there in their jeans and T-shirts, looking good enough to eat, that is, except for their identical expressions.
    “Well, what do you want? If it’s about your boyfriend, he’s in town in jail. You’ll have to go down there to bail him out. I am not working today.”
    He moved to close the door, and she stepped forward, blocking it so that he’d have to push her out of the way to close it.
    “What the hell do you mean my ‘boyfriend’ is in jail?”
    “He was driving with a broken taillight.”
    “It wasn’t broken. I saw it when he drove away this morning. The lights were fine.”
    “It was broken after I hit it with my billy club. Like I said, you’ll have to go downtown to bail him out. Maybe you can take him home and give him some TLC?”
    “Why would I do that? His girlfriend can sooth his nerves. You just have to call the jail and have him released. He didn’t do anything.”
    “His girlfriend?” The twins’ expressions changed, and they watched her intently.
    “Yes, his girlfriend, Cindy. The one I walked in on sucking him off? Turns out they are in love and the idiot didn’t know how to break it off with me since everyone including his boss expected us to marry. We talked it out. He apologized. I forgave him. But it was late and raining, and he has terrible night sight. I insisted he stay the night on my couch and head home early this morning after sunup.”
    “You are not getting back with him and moving back to the city?”
    “Ask Annie. I told her last night I was taking the partnership and staying, no matter what happened with us. This is home, and I’m staying. Now if you don’t want me anymore, I’ll understand. And if you aren’t in it for the long haul, let me walk away now before I fall deeper in love with you both.” She glared at them, daring them to speak.
    Suddenly they both grinned and swept her into a big three-way bear hug. “You are moving in here with us, and your first big landscape project will be to transform this place. We’ve almost finished the interior renovations, but we’ve left the outside for you.”
    She grinned. “I’ve already started working on some ideas. But first, you have to get Craig out of jail.” She crossed her arms over her chest and stared at Jackson. “No sex until he’s out of jail.”
    Jackson grinned and walked over to the phone. He put in on speaker so she knew he wasn’t pretending. “Greta, it’s me, Jackson. That guy in cell three, you can let him go. Tell him it was all a mistake and we are dropping all the charges. Thanks. Oh, and, Greta, please update the schedule. I’ll be unavailable all weekend. He clicked off the call and turned to Cassie.
    “Let’s celebrate,” exclaimed Jackson, throwing her over his shoulder and starting up the wide staircase. Markus followed behind them, up the stairs and through the door into the master bedroom. Jackson set her down carefully in the center of the huge bedroom. She looked around. The room was dominated by the biggest bed she’d ever seen. It