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.

“I suppose one last sleepover would be nice,

the couch. I try not to

a pervert-I repeat that mantra over and

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

Jake’s voice comes out strange

you

breathe while staring at his

leads down into

low on his hips.

ask.

busy checking you out,” Mark teases, making

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

is built. Did I enter a porno

have I never noticed Jake and Mark have such

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

twins.

have time to

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

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

forward.

the question, Jake says something else.

fight?”

yeah, it was fun!” I smile at the

memory.

Jake sounds nostalgic, and

fingers through his

shivers racing through me. Is it possible to get

I am

My friends all think I’ve already done it. Why? Because I’ve lied to some of them, said I’ve had sex, but in reality?

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

solid.

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

holding me. It speeds up

hugged many

never felt

not wanting it to be

and Jake will sooner or later

realize

if they had

the hug to end. My

pressed to Mark’s chest, and I

will he let me stay

say nothing, thinking it might make the moment last,

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

leaving me breathless. He moves in the

moment later, I’m sandwiched

butterflies swarm

realize how intimate

at all. Both of them are

for Christ’s

confident, cherry, and playful as

on a

tired…” Jake murmurs,

my shirt

in and out.

and pulls me

nose gets buried in the cleft between his pecs. He smells

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, is

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

this?”

are wearing

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

drunk?” I

an eyebrow.

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

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