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 be the last one!”

look, and then they both stand up from the couch. I try not

a pervert-I repeat that mantra over and

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

Jake’s voice comes out

you

breathe while staring at his

leads down into

are low on

sure?” Jake ask. “You

Mark teases, making me blink away from Jake.

him, but my comeback never comes. Instead, I’m busy staring at his v-lines.

Did I

Jake and Mark have such beautiful bodies before? I must

But Andrew rejected me to pursue Caroline, and now I’m SEEING

twins.

we don’t have time to stay here all

down, and I shriek, then laugh in surprise

help the goofy smile spreading over my lips. I’m unsure where to place

forward.

something else. “Remember when we

fight?”

was fun!” I smile at the

memory.

Jake sounds nostalgic, and

my fingers through his

underneath me, shifting and bulging as he climbs the stairs. It sends shivers racing through me. Is it possible to get hot and bothered from being carried?

I am

already done it. Why? Because I’ve lied

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

solid.

straddling him, but the words get lost in my mouth

holding me. It

hugged many

felt

weird for not wanting it to be over?

sooner or later find

and I realize this

had

Yet I don’t want the hug

and I

let me stay like this?

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

joining the part. “You’re wearing a lot of

Jake is stroking me is leaving me breathless.

I’m sandwiched

butterflies swarm me

realize how intimate this is.

all.

for Christ’s

cherry, and playful as

we put on a

murmurs, and I

hit my shirt

in and out.

yawns and pulls me closer.

pecs. He

like this proximity, 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 remove my hand. Oh boy, is he really giving me

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

this?”

are wearing sweatpants!”

sit up to pull down their sweatpants. Okay. I did NOT expect that to happen. Just what the heck

drunk?”

lifts an

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

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