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.

suppose one last sleepover would be nice, but it will

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

pervert-I repeat that mantra over and over again,

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

voice comes out

“Are you

I breathe while staring at his happy

down into

low on

sure?” Jake ask. “You

might be busy checking you out,” Mark teases, making me

quip back at him, but my comeback never comes.

Did I enter a porno

Jake and Mark have such beautiful

Andrew to pay attention. But Andrew rejected me to pursue Caroline, and now I’m

twins.

don’t have time to

bends down, and I shriek, then laugh in surprise when I’m

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

forward.

question, Jake says something else. “Remember when we

fight?”

it was fun!” I smile at

memory.

was…..” Jake sounds nostalgic,

my fingers through his dark

racing through me. Is it possible to get hot and bothered from being carried?

but I am now.

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

and immediately, I’m lifted off him by a pair of strong hands-Mark. He is kneeling in the bed and takes me to his lap. He is

solid.

point out it’s weird that I’m straddling him, but the words get lost in my mouth when his arms wrap

me, holding me. It

have hugged many times

felt like this.

weird for not wanting it to

and Jake will sooner

I realize this

if they had a respective

want the hug to end. My

chest, and I can

let me

the moment last, and then I

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

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

and unexpected butterflies

I realize how intimate this is. It

at all.

Christ’s

guys…” I try to sound as confident, cherry,

we put on a movie?”

pretty tired…” Jake murmurs, and I

my shirt

in and out.

yawns and pulls

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

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,

a laugh when Jake

this?”

guys are wearing sweatpants!”

sit up to pull down their sweatpants. Okay. I did NOT expect that to

drunk?”

lifts an

and 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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