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.

ribcage. “I suppose one last sleepover

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

a pervert-I repeat that mantra over and

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

comes out strange

you all

I breathe while staring at

that leads down into

on his

Jake ask. “You seem…

you out,” Mark teases, making

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

I enter a porno or

Jake and Mark

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

twins.

we don’t have time to stay here all

down, and I shriek, then laugh in surprise when I’m lifted onto his shoulders.

goofy smile spreading over my lips. I’m unsure where to place my hands, but eventually, they wind up in Jake’s hair as he

forward.

Jake says something else. “Remember when

fight?”

was fun!”

memory.

was…..” Jake sounds nostalgic,

thinking, I brush my fingers through his dark

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? Shit. I’ve never considered myself

but I am now.

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

solid.

but the words get lost in my mouth when his arms

It speeds

hugged many

it never felt like this.

not wanting it

will sooner or

and I realize this would be

they had a

don’t want the

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

he let me stay

thinking it might make the moment last,

back, joining the part. “You’re wearing a lot of clothes…”

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

moment later, I’m sandwiched between

and unexpected butterflies swarm

I realize how intimate this is.

feel friendly at all.

Christ’s

confident, cherry, and

on a

tired…” Jake murmurs,

my

in and out.

too…” Mark yawns and pulls

nose gets buried in the cleft between his pecs. He smells like wood and leather,

flex and tense under my touch,

when Jake bumps me with his nose. “You really

this?”

guys are

sweatpants. Okay. I did NOT expect that to happen. Just what the

guys drunk?”

Mark lifts an eyebrow. “Why?”

his cheeks. “I’m trying to stay away from calories… for some reason,

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