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.

one last sleepover would be nice, but it will be the

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

mantra over and over again, but—

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

Jake’s voice comes out strange

“Are you all

I breathe while staring at his

down into his sweat pants

are low on his hips.

Jake ask. “You

might be busy checking you out,” Mark teases, making me blink away

quip back at him, but my comeback never comes. Instead, I’m busy staring

Did I enter a

and Mark have such beautiful bodies

blind or too interested in Andrew to pay attention. But Andrew rejected me to pursue Caroline, and now

twins.

we don’t have time to

bends down, and I shriek, then laugh in surprise when I’m lifted onto his shoulders.

my lips. I’m unsure where to place my hands, but

forward.

says something else. “Remember when

fight?”

yeah, it was fun!”

memory.

was…..” Jake sounds nostalgic, and

brush my fingers through his dark hair.

through me. Is it

I am

lose my v-card. My friends all think I’ve already done it. Why? Because I’ve lied to some

a pair of strong hands-Mark. He is kneeling in the bed

solid.

out it’s weird that I’m straddling him, but the words

me, holding me. It speeds up my

hugged many

never felt

not wanting

Jake will sooner or

realize

if they had a

I don’t want the hug to

pressed to Mark’s chest, and I can

long will he let

the

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

leaving me breathless. He moves in the bed, shifting his position to lie down, and Mark

later, I’m sandwiched

unexpected butterflies swarm me

intimate this is.

all. Both of them are

Christ’s sake!

sound as confident, cherry, and playful as I

on a movie?”

Jake murmurs, and I feel

warm breath hit my

in and out.

Mark yawns and

between his pecs. He smells like

and 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

a laugh when Jake bumps me

this?”

are

sweatpants.

guys drunk?” I blurt

an

his 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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