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

couch. I try not to

that mantra over and over again, but—

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

comes out strange

uneven. “Are you

while staring

down into his sweat

on his hips.

ask. “You

might be busy checking you out,” Mark teases, making me

but my comeback

Did I enter a porno

never noticed Jake and Mark have such beautiful

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

twins.

time

then laugh in

can’t help the goofy smile spreading over my lips. I’m unsure where to

forward.

else. “Remember when we won

fight?”

was fun!” I smile

memory.

sure was…..” Jake sounds nostalgic, and

fingers through his dark hair. He doesn’t

as he climbs the stairs. It sends shivers racing through me. Is it possible to get hot

but I am

to lose my v-card. My friends all think I’ve already done it. Why? Because I’ve lied to some of them, said I’ve had sex, but in

the bed, and immediately, I’m lifted off him by a pair of strong hands-Mark. He is kneeling in the bed

solid.

straddling him, but the words get lost

me, holding me. It

have hugged many

never felt like

not wanting it to

and Jake will sooner or later

and I realize this would

if they had a respective

don’t want the hug to

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

he let

might make the

joining the part. “You’re wearing

leaving me breathless. He moves in

later, I’m sandwiched

and unexpected butterflies

I realize how intimate this

all.

Christ’s sake!

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

on a movie?”

pretty tired…” Jake murmurs, and I feel

my shirt as

in and out.

and

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

muscles flex and tense under my touch, yet I’m not called

thrill of excitement passes through me, and I stifle a laugh when Jake bumps me with his nose.

this?”

guys are

and I stare when they both sit up to pull down their sweatpants.

guys drunk?”

lifts an

don’t drink…” Jake mutters and places his hand on his chest. There is a slight color on his cheeks.

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