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.

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

both stand up from the couch. I try not to stare at

that mantra over and over again,

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

voice comes out strange

“Are you all right?”

I breathe while staring at his happy

down into his

on his hips.

sure?” Jake ask. “You seem…

Mark teases, making me blink away

instead, about to quip back at him, but my comeback never comes. Instead,

is built. Did I enter a porno

have I never noticed Jake and Mark have

But

twins.

we don’t have time to stay here all

and I shriek, then laugh in surprise when I’m lifted

where to place my hands, but

forward.

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

fight?”

yeah, it was fun!”

memory.

sure was…..” Jake

thinking, I brush my fingers through his dark hair. He

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

but I

Why? Because I’ve lied to some of them, said

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

solid.

the words get

me, holding me. It

We have hugged many times before,

felt like this.

weird for not wanting it to be

Jake will sooner or later

and I realize this would

they had

I don’t want the hug

to Mark’s chest, and I can hear his heart’s hurried, rhythmic beat.

will he let me stay like

it might make the moment last,

run up my back, joining the part. “You’re wearing

Jake is stroking me is leaving me breathless. He moves in the

I’m sandwiched between

and unexpected butterflies

I realize how intimate this is. It

feel friendly at all. Both of

for Christ’s

sound as confident, cherry,

on a movie?”

pretty tired…” Jake murmurs, and

my

in and out.

Mark yawns and pulls

the cleft between his pecs. He smells

muscles flex and tense under my touch, yet I’m not called out, nor does

when

this?”

guys are

they both sit up to pull down their sweatpants. Okay. I did

drunk?” I

Mark lifts an eyebrow.

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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