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.

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

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

that mantra over and over again, but—

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

voice comes

you all right?”

while staring at

down into

low on his

Jake ask. “You seem… weird.

Mark teases, making

Mark instead, about to quip back at him, but my comeback never

is built. Did I enter a porno or

noticed Jake and Mark have such beautiful bodies

too interested in Andrew to pay attention. But Andrew rejected me to pursue Caroline,

twins.

don’t have time to stay here all

laugh in surprise when I’m lifted onto his

can’t help the goofy smile spreading over my lips. I’m unsure where to place my hands, but eventually, they wind up

forward.

else. “Remember when we

fight?”

it was fun!” I smile at

memory.

sure was…..” Jake sounds

my fingers through his dark

racing through me. Is it

but I am

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

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

solid.

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

me, holding me. It speeds up my

We have hugged many

felt like

for not wanting

Jake will sooner or later find

realize this would

they had a

Yet I don’t want the hug to end.

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

long will he let me

the moment last, and then I

up my back, joining the part. “You’re

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

moment later, I’m sandwiched between

butterflies

intimate this is.

feel friendly at all. Both of them are

Christ’s sake!

confident, cherry, and playful

on

murmurs,

my shirt as

in and out.

yawns and pulls me

gets buried in the cleft between his pecs. He

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

when Jake

this?”

guys are wearing sweatpants!”

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

guys drunk?” I blurt out.

lifts an eyebrow.

Jake mutters and places 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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