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, but it will

then they both stand up from the couch.

pervert-I repeat that mantra over and over

Oh my god.

They.

Are.

Ripped.

Jake’s voice comes out strange

uneven. “Are you all

I breathe while staring at his

into his sweat

low on his hips.

ask. “You seem…

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

back at him, but my comeback never comes. Instead, I’m busy staring at his v-lines.

Did I enter a porno

have I never noticed Jake and Mark have such

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

twins.

we don’t have time

I shriek, then laugh in surprise

are you doing?” I can’t help the goofy smile spreading over my lips. I’m unsure where to place my hands, but eventually, they wind up in Jake’s hair

forward.

question, Jake says something else. “Remember when we

fight?”

was fun!” I

memory.

was…..” Jake

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?

but I am now.

done it. Why? Because I’ve lied to some of them, said I’ve had sex, but in reality? I’ve never even touched a

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

solid.

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

me. It speeds up my

have hugged

it never felt

I weird for not wanting it to be

and Jake will sooner or

I realize

they had

don’t want the hug to end. My

Mark’s chest, and I can

long will he let me stay

thinking it might make the moment last,

the part. “You’re wearing

prompts another shudder from me. The way Jake is stroking me is leaving me breathless. He moves in the bed, shifting

moment later, I’m sandwiched

butterflies swarm me

realize how intimate this

at all. Both of them are

for Christ’s

sound as confident, cherry, and playful as I usually do. ”

put on

Jake murmurs, and I feel

warm breath hit my shirt as

in and out.

yawns and pulls

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

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, nor does he remove my hand. Oh boy, is he really giving me permission to touch him?

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

this?”

are wearing sweatpants!”

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

you guys drunk?” I

Mark lifts an eyebrow.

drink…” Jake mutters 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 reason, I put on pounds

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