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

both stand up from the couch. I

repeat that mantra over

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

comes out strange

“Are you

staring at his happy

down into his

on

Jake ask. “You seem…

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

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

god, he is built. Did I

Jake and Mark have such beautiful bodies

or too interested in Andrew to pay attention. But Andrew rejected

twins.

have time to stay here all

shriek, then laugh in surprise

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

forward.

something else. “Remember

fight?”

fun!” I

memory.

Jake sounds nostalgic, and

through

move underneath me, shifting and bulging as he climbs the stairs. It sends shivers racing through me. Is it possible to get hot

but I am now.

lied to

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

solid.

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

holding me. It speeds up

have hugged many times

never felt like

not wanting

Jake will sooner or later

realize this would

had a respective

the hug to

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

he let me stay like

might make the moment

joining the part. “You’re wearing a

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

later, I’m

and unexpected butterflies swarm me

I realize how intimate this

feel friendly at all. Both of

Christ’s

I try to sound as confident, cherry, and playful as I usually do.

on a movie?”

pretty tired…” Jake murmurs, and I feel

hit my shirt as

in and out.

and pulls me closer.

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

His muscles flex and tense under my touch, yet I’m

me, and I stifle a laugh when Jake bumps me with his nose. “You really gonna sleep in

this?”

are wearing

pull down their sweatpants. Okay. I did

guys drunk?”

Mark lifts an eyebrow. “Why?”

hand on his chest. There is a slight color on his cheeks. “I’m trying to stay away from

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