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.

heart is slamming against my ribcage. “I suppose one last sleepover would be nice, but it

stand up from the couch. I try not to stare

that mantra over and over

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

voice comes

uneven. “Are you

I breathe while staring at

that leads down into his

low on his hips.

Jake ask. “You seem… weird.

out,” Mark teases, making me blink away from

but

he is built. Did I enter

Mark have such beautiful bodies before? I must

attention. But Andrew rejected me to pursue Caroline, and

twins.

we don’t have time to stay here

down, and I shriek, then laugh in

can’t help the goofy smile spreading over my lips. I’m unsure where to place my hands, but eventually, they wind up in Jake’s hair as he walks

forward.

something else. “Remember when

fight?”

was fun!”

memory.

was…..” Jake sounds

my fingers through

sends shivers racing through me. Is it possible to get hot and bothered

I am now.

Because I’ve lied to some of them,

lifted off him by a pair of strong hands-Mark. He is kneeling in the

solid.

that I’m straddling him, but the words get lost in my mouth when his arms wrap tighter

me. It speeds up my

We have hugged many times

it never felt

not wanting it to be over?

Jake will sooner or

and I realize

had a

want the hug to end. My

chest, and I can hear his heart’s hurried, rhythmic beat.

let me stay like

make the moment last, and then

back, joining the part. “You’re

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

I’m sandwiched between

butterflies swarm

I realize how intimate this

friendly at all.

Christ’s

try to sound as confident, cherry, and playful as I usually do.

put on a

pretty tired…” Jake murmurs, and

breath hit my shirt as he breathes

in and out.

and

between his pecs. He smells like wood and leather, and

I like this proximity, 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

laugh when Jake bumps me with his nose. “You

this?”

are wearing sweatpants!”

and I stare when they both sit up to pull down their sweatpants. Okay. I did NOT

guys drunk?” I blurt

an eyebrow. “Why?”

drink…” Jake mutters and places his hand on his chest. There is a slight color on his cheeks.

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