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.

“I suppose one last sleepover would be nice, but it will be the last one!”

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

mantra

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

voice comes

“Are you

breathe while staring at his happy

that leads down into

low on his hips.

Jake ask. “You seem…

you out,” Mark teases, making me

instead, about to quip back at him, but my comeback never comes. Instead, I’m busy staring at

I enter a

have I never noticed Jake and Mark have

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

twins.

have time to stay here

shriek, then laugh in surprise

lips. I’m unsure where to place

forward.

the question, Jake says something else. “Remember when

fight?”

it was fun!” I smile at the

memory.

was…..” Jake sounds nostalgic,

my fingers through his dark

as he climbs the stairs. It sends shivers racing through me. Is it possible to get hot and bothered from being carried? Shit. I’ve never considered myself

I

already done it. Why? Because I’ve lied to some of them, said I’ve

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

solid.

that I’m straddling him, but the words get lost in my mouth when his

holding me. It speeds up my

hugged

never felt

for not wanting it to be over?

Jake will sooner or later find

I realize this would be

they had a respective

I don’t want the hug to end. My

is pressed to Mark’s chest, and I can

long will he let me

nothing, thinking it might make the moment

the part. “You’re wearing a

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

I’m sandwiched between

and unexpected butterflies swarm

realize how intimate this is.

at all. Both of them are

Christ’s

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

we put on a

pretty tired…” Jake murmurs, and I feel

breath hit my shirt

in and out.

Mark yawns and pulls me closer.

cleft between his pecs. He smells like wood and leather, and

my lips. I like this proximity, and I can’t help but reach out and touch Mark’s hip. His muscles flex and tense under my

laugh when Jake bumps me with his nose. “You really gonna

this?”

are

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

you guys drunk?” I

lifts an eyebrow.

on his cheeks. “I’m trying to stay away from calories… for

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