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.

slamming against my ribcage. “I suppose one last sleepover

from the couch.

pervert-I repeat that mantra over and over again, but—

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

comes

“Are you

while staring at his

down into his sweat

are low on his hips.

you sure?” Jake ask. “You seem…

be busy checking you out,” Mark teases, making

back at him, but my

I enter a

have I never noticed Jake and Mark have such beautiful bodies before? I

pay attention. But Andrew rejected me to

twins.

have time to stay here

Jake bends down, and I shriek, then laugh in surprise when

over my lips. I’m unsure where to place my hands, but eventually, they wind up in Jake’s

forward.

says something else. “Remember when

fight?”

fun!”

memory.

was…..” Jake sounds

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

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

I am

lied to some of them, said I’ve had sex, but in reality?

down on the edge of the bed, and immediately, I’m lifted off him by a pair of strong hands-Mark. He is kneeling in the bed and takes me to his

solid.

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

me, holding me. It speeds up

We have hugged many times before,

never felt like this.

I weird for not wanting it

and Jake will sooner or

I realize this would

they had

Yet I don’t want the hug to

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

will he let

nothing, thinking it might make the moment last, and then I shudder when

joining the part. “You’re wearing a lot

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

I’m sandwiched

butterflies

how intimate

feel friendly at all. Both of them are

for Christ’s

confident, cherry, and playful as I usually do. ”

put on a

Jake murmurs, and

my

in and out.

yawns and pulls

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

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

of excitement passes through me, and I stifle a laugh when Jake bumps me with

this?”

guys are

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

guys drunk?” I blurt out.

Mark lifts an

slight color on his cheeks. “I’m trying to

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