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.

my ribcage. “I suppose one last sleepover

from the couch. I try not to stare at their abs.

pervert-I repeat that mantra over

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

Jake’s voice comes out

uneven. “Are you all

I breathe while staring

leads down into his sweat

on his hips.

ask. “You seem… weird.

Mark teases, making me blink away from Jake.

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

is built. Did I enter a porno or

and Mark have such beautiful bodies before?

Andrew to pay attention. But Andrew rejected me

twins.

have time to stay here all

down, and I shriek, then laugh in surprise

can’t help the goofy smile spreading over my lips. I’m unsure where to place my

forward.

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

fight?”

was fun!” I smile at

memory.

was…..” Jake sounds nostalgic,

I brush my fingers through

climbs the stairs. It sends shivers racing through me. Is it possible to get hot and bothered from being carried?

but I am

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

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

solid.

straddling him, but the

me, holding me. It speeds up

hugged many times before,

felt like this.

I weird for not wanting it to

Jake will sooner

and I realize this

had a

want the hug

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

long will he let me stay

say nothing, thinking it might make the moment last, and then I shudder when

joining the part. “You’re wearing

me. The way Jake is stroking me is leaving me breathless. He moves in the bed, shifting his

moment later, I’m sandwiched

butterflies swarm me

how intimate this

at all. Both of

for Christ’s

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

we put on

tired…” Jake murmurs, and I

breath hit my

in and out.

Mark yawns and

He smells like wood and leather, 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.

laugh when Jake bumps

this?”

guys are

and I stare when they both sit up to pull down their sweatpants. Okay. I did NOT expect that to happen. Just

you guys drunk?” I

lifts an eyebrow. “Why?”

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

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