Chapter 42

Winnie

“I should probably head home,” I mumble in a tired voice. It’s already dark, and I can barely keep my eyes open. “I can come over tomorrow if you want me to, though.”

“Or you can stay the night,” Mark suggests. His arm brushes against my cheek as he

moves to turn off the TV.

Damn it.

Why is he sitting so close?

I’ve been holding back from leaning against him for the past hour. It would be nice since I’m tired, and he is RIGHT there, but he is

also shirtless for some reason.

It’s kind of making me keep my distance…

“Mhm, it would be nice if you stayed over,”

Jake says from the other side of the couch.

“Agreed,” Mark peers down at me. Unlike

Tobias, the twins are blue-eyed and have darker hair. “We could have a sleepover party, like one of those we used to have in

the past.”

“Sleepover party?” I repeat those words and glance between Mark and Jake in confusion. “You do realize we aren’t kids anymore, right? It would be weird if I stayed over!”

“Only if you made it weird,” Mark shrugs.

“Well…” maybe he is right? “I suppose I could take the guestroom.”

“Great,” Mark says. “We are also staying in the guest room since it’s the largest bed in

the house.”

Do the twins share a bed? Hot. But that isn’t

the point! “Oh, then I take the couch, I guess?”

“Nonsense,” Mark smiles at me. “You

should be sharing the bed with us. It’s more

comfortable than the couch.”

A short, unexpected laugh bursts from me.”

You’re both grown-ass men, and I’m a

woman!”

“And?” Jake grunts. He is blinking as if he is

failing to see the problem. “I don’t

understand the issue.”

“I don’t see the issue here either,” Mark

thoughtfully scratches himself under his

chin. “We are childhood friends, and it’s not

like you think of us as attractive or anything, right?”

I gulp but try not to let it show. The truth is that I’ve never thought of Mark and Jake as sexy, but it seems my body has decided to see them in a different light tonight.

They are both fine men. Tanned from the sun, and muscles for days. They are both drool-worthy, and something dark is gleaming in their eyes-something that looks like heat. It takes my breath away.

Surely I must be imagining it.

There is no way Mark and Jake want me. Yet they look at me like they want to slide their hands over my hot skin and kiss every inch of my body. My body hums at the thought, and the buzz grows louder the longer we

remain motionless.

“I suppose one last sleepover would be nice, but it will be

a look, and then they both stand up from the couch. I try not to stare at their

pervert-I repeat that mantra over and

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

comes out strange

you

breathe while staring at his

down into his sweat pants

on his

ask. “You seem… weird.

busy checking you out,” Mark teases,

focus on Mark instead, about to quip back at him, but my comeback never comes.

god, he is built. Did I enter a porno

I never noticed Jake and Mark have such beautiful bodies

too interested in Andrew to pay attention. But Andrew rejected me to pursue Caroline, and now I’m SEEING the

twins.

time

shriek, then laugh in surprise when I’m lifted onto his

smile spreading over my lips. I’m unsure where to place my hands, but eventually, they

forward.

Jake says something else. “Remember when we won that chicken

fight?”

it was fun!” I smile at

memory.

Jake sounds nostalgic, and

brush my fingers through his dark hair. He doesn’t

muscles move underneath me, shifting and bulging as he climbs the stairs. It sends shivers racing through me. Is it possible to get hot and bothered from

but I

lied to some of them, said I’ve had

down on the edge of the bed, and immediately, I’m lifted off him by a pair of strong hands-Mark. He

solid.

it’s weird that I’m straddling him, but the words get lost in my mouth when

me, holding me. It speeds

have hugged many times

felt

for not wanting it to be

will sooner

I realize this

if they had a

want the hug to

and I can

long will he let me stay like

make the moment last,

run up my back, joining the part. “You’re wearing a lot of

warm hand prompts another shudder from me. The way Jake is stroking me is leaving me breathless. He moves in the bed,

moment later, I’m sandwiched

butterflies swarm me

how intimate

all. Both of

Christ’s sake!

to sound as confident, cherry, and playful as I

we put on

Jake murmurs, and I

warm breath hit my shirt as he

in and out.

yawns and pulls me

in the cleft between his pecs. He smells like wood

I can’t help but reach out and touch Mark’s hip. His muscles flex and tense under my touch, yet I’m not called out, nor does he remove my hand. Oh boy, is he really giving me permission to touch him?

I stifle a laugh when Jake bumps

this?”

guys are wearing sweatpants!”

stare when they both sit up to pull down their sweatpants. Okay. I did NOT expect that to happen. Just

drunk?”

an eyebrow.

hand on his chest. There is a slight color on his cheeks. “I’m trying to stay away from calories… for some reason, I put

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