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.

slamming against my ribcage. “I suppose one last sleepover would be nice, but it will

and Jake exchange a look, and then they both stand up from the couch. I try not to stare

that mantra over and over again,

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

voice comes out

uneven. “Are you all

I breathe while staring at

down into his sweat

are low on his hips.

Jake ask. “You seem…

be busy checking you out,” Mark teases, making

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

built. Did I enter a

have I never noticed Jake and Mark have such beautiful bodies

been blind or too interested in Andrew to pay attention. But Andrew rejected me to pursue Caroline, and

twins.

have time to stay here

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

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

forward.

Jake says something else. “Remember when we won that

fight?”

it was fun!”

memory.

Jake sounds nostalgic, and

thinking, I brush my fingers through his dark hair.

move underneath 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

I am

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

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

solid.

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

holding me. It speeds up my

We have hugged many times

felt like

for not wanting it to

sooner or later

and I realize this would be

if they had a respective

want the

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

long will he let me stay

might make the moment last, and then I

back, joining the part.

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

moment later, I’m

butterflies

intimate this is.

all. Both of them are

Christ’s

as confident, cherry, and playful

on

murmurs, and

warm breath hit my

in and out.

Mark yawns and

between his pecs. He smells like wood and

tense under my touch, yet I’m not called out,

a laugh when Jake bumps me with his nose.

this?”

are wearing sweatpants!”

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

you guys drunk?” I blurt out.

an eyebrow. “Why?”

and places his hand on his chest. There is a slight color on his cheeks. “I’m trying to stay away

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