A smirk plays over my lips when I whisper. "I also threw more clothes into the washing machine and hung up the clean clothes." "Oh my god," Hannah pulls down my boxers with eager hands, and I lift my ass to help her. "I can't believe how lucky I am." "I'm the one who is lucky," I can't express tho
Winnie Question: how do you make real friends that don't abandon you once they find their dream husband? Answer: stop feeling sorry for yourself, Winnie. I sigh at my thoughts. I feel like the whiniest woman on earth, but I wish I had someone who cared about my holiday plans. My friends have bo
Both twins stare down at me as I wedge my shoulders. Mark looks amused while Jake blinks at me like I've grown two heads. They both seem to find what I'm doing weird, and I grin. "Mind moving your asses to give me some space?" Mark snorts but jumps a little to the side. "You couldn't just take on
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. Wh
"What 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 as he walks forward. Ignoring the question, Jake says something else. "Remember when we won that chicken fight?" "Oh, yeah, it was fun!" I smi
Gorgeous. I frown at myself. I'm beyond confused today. Sure, Mark and Jake look good. Toned muscles in their bare arms, and they are both only wearing boxers. But they are my childhood friends, and even if I am suddenly interested now, I should settle for one! Instead, I'm lusting after both, wh
Winnie I only get to put on my jacket before I'm no longer alone inside the hallway. Jake is the first one to appear. His broad arms are crossed over his muscular, slightly hairy chest, and it's hard to stay mad at him when his eyes fall on mine. An apology is written in those blues, and when he
Winnie I can hardly believe this is happening. When I asked Jake if he were okay sharing, I expected him to say no. Instead, he picked me up and carried me back to the bedroom. Now I'm having trouble lying still. The scene before me could be taken straight from a movie. I'm lying on the bed, watc