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 would be nice, but it will be the

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

a pervert-I repeat that mantra over and over again, but—

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

comes

“Are you all

while staring at his

down into his sweat pants

are low on his

ask.

busy checking you out,” Mark teases, making me

on Mark instead, about to quip back at him, but

I enter a porno or

have I never noticed Jake and Mark have such beautiful bodies before? I must

But Andrew rejected me to pursue Caroline,

twins.

don’t have time

laugh in surprise when I’m lifted onto his shoulders.

unsure where to place my hands, but eventually,

forward.

says something else. “Remember when we won

fight?”

it was fun!” I smile at the

memory.

Jake sounds nostalgic,

I brush my fingers through his dark hair. He

the stairs. It sends shivers racing through me. Is it possible to get hot

I am now.

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

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

solid.

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

me, holding me. It

We have hugged many times

felt

for not wanting it to be

will sooner

I realize this would be

they had a respective

don’t want the hug

and I can hear his heart’s hurried, rhythmic

he let me

the moment last, and then I shudder when

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

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

moment later, I’m sandwiched between

butterflies swarm me

I realize how intimate this is. It

at all. Both

Christ’s

cherry, and playful

on a

murmurs,

breath hit my shirt as he

in and out.

and pulls me

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

over 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 touch, yet I’m not called out,

thrill of excitement passes through me, and I stifle a laugh when Jake bumps me with his nose. “You really gonna sleep

this?”

guys are wearing sweatpants!”

their sweatpants. Okay. I did NOT expect that to happen.

you guys drunk?” I

an eyebrow.

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

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