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 would be nice, but it will be the

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

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

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

voice comes out

“Are you all

staring at his

down into his sweat pants

are low on his hips.

ask.

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

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

he is built. Did I enter a porno or

Jake and Mark have such beautiful bodies before? I

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

twins.

we don’t have time

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

spreading over my lips. I’m unsure where to place my

forward.

question, Jake says something else. “Remember when we won that

fight?”

was fun!”

memory.

was…..” Jake sounds nostalgic,

thinking, I brush my fingers through his

me. Is it possible

I am

it. Why? Because I’ve lied to some of them, said I’ve had sex, but in reality? I’ve never even touched a dick.

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

solid.

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

me. It

hugged many

it never felt like

for not wanting it

will sooner

and I realize this would be

they had

I don’t want the

I can hear his heart’s hurried,

he let

make the moment last,

joining the part. “You’re wearing a lot

prompts another shudder from me. The way Jake is stroking me is leaving me breathless. He moves in

later, I’m

and unexpected butterflies swarm me

intimate

all. Both of them are

for Christ’s

confident, cherry, and playful as I usually

put on a movie?”

tired…” Jake murmurs, and I

warm breath hit my shirt as he

in and out.

Mark yawns and pulls me

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

spreads 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

me, and I stifle a laugh when Jake

this?”

are

their sweatpants. Okay. I did NOT

guys drunk?” I

lifts an eyebrow. “Why?”

color on his cheeks. “I’m trying to stay away from calories… for some reason, I put on pounds so easily…

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