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.

heart is slamming against my ribcage. “I suppose one last

couch. I try not to stare at

pervert-I repeat that mantra

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

comes

“Are you

I breathe while staring at his

that leads down into his sweat

low on his hips.

you sure?” Jake ask. “You

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

at him, but my comeback

built. Did I enter a

and Mark have such beautiful bodies

Andrew to pay attention. But Andrew rejected me to pursue Caroline,

twins.

have time to stay here

shriek, then laugh

unsure where to place my hands, but eventually, they wind up in Jake’s hair as

forward.

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

fight?”

was fun!”

memory.

was…..” Jake sounds nostalgic,

fingers through his dark hair. He doesn’t

shivers racing through me. Is it possible to get hot and bothered from being carried? Shit. I’ve never

but I am

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

sits down on the edge of the bed, and immediately, I’m lifted off him by a pair of strong hands-Mark. He

solid.

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

me, holding me. It speeds up my

We have hugged

never felt

not wanting

sooner or

and I realize this

had a respective

the

and I can

long will he let me stay like

say nothing, thinking it might make the moment last, and

the part. “You’re wearing a lot of

warm hand prompts another shudder from me. The way Jake is stroking me is leaving me breathless. He moves in the bed, shifting his position to lie down, and Mark does the

later, I’m sandwiched between

and unexpected butterflies swarm

how intimate this is. It

all. Both of them are

Christ’s sake!

sound as confident, cherry, and playful as I usually

put on

tired…” Jake murmurs, and I feel

breath hit my shirt

in and out.

and pulls me closer.

his pecs. He

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

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

this?”

guys are wearing sweatpants!”

to pull down their sweatpants. Okay. I did NOT expect that to happen. Just what the heck is going on

you guys drunk?” I blurt out.

an eyebrow. “Why?”

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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