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.

is slamming against my ribcage. “I suppose one last

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

mantra over and over again, but—

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

voice comes

uneven. “Are you all right?”

I breathe while staring at

that leads down into his sweat pants

are low on his

sure?” Jake ask. “You seem… weird.

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

him, but

god, he is built. Did I enter a porno or

Mark have

too interested in Andrew to pay attention. But Andrew

twins.

have time to stay

then laugh

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

forward.

the question, Jake says something else. “Remember when

fight?”

it was fun!” I smile

memory.

sure was…..” Jake sounds nostalgic,

I brush my fingers through

bulging as he climbs the stairs. It sends shivers racing through me. Is

I am

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

pair of strong hands-Mark.

solid.

should probably point out it’s weird that I’m straddling him, but the words get

It

have hugged many times

never felt like

not wanting

Jake will sooner or later

and I realize this would

if they had

don’t want the hug to

Mark’s chest, and I can hear his heart’s hurried,

will he let me stay like

the moment last, and then

up my back, joining the part.

shudder from me. The way Jake is stroking me is leaving me breathless. He moves in the bed, shifting

I’m sandwiched between

unexpected butterflies

realize how intimate this is. It

friendly at all. Both

Christ’s

to sound as confident, cherry, and

on

Jake murmurs, and

warm breath hit my shirt as

in and out.

too…” Mark yawns and pulls

buried in the cleft between his pecs. He smells like wood and leather, and the scent is

over my lips. 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 called out, nor does he remove my hand. Oh boy, is he really giving me permission to touch

laugh when

this?”

are wearing sweatpants!”

sweatpants. Okay. I did NOT expect that to happen. Just what the

you guys drunk?” I

Mark lifts 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

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