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
Linda It’s my first Christmas with Mark, and I couldn’t be any happier. I spent all morning cooking and putting the final touches on the tree. I forced Mark to sleep over and make cookies with me the night before. At first, he was grumpy and complaining, but then he got into the spirit after I let
Mark nods and takes my hand, leading me outside. The rest of the family is gathered around the picnic table, chatting and laughing. Julian, Mark’s stepfather, is flipping burgers on the grill. He just seems like a normal guy, I think to myself. Mark’s older brother, Tobias, smiles at us. “Welcome,
Linda Saturday came too fast. I’m pacing back and forth as I’m a nervous wreck. I’m meeting Mark’s family today, and he is standing there grinning like it’s no big deal while I try to calm my nerves. We have been dating for a month, and this is my first time meeting his family, so it’s a big deal
Linda’s face lights up. “Really? I’m looking forward to meeting her too!” she exclaims, wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a kiss. I chuckle and kiss her back. “I told you there was nothing to worry about.” “I know, but meeting your family is a big deal, you know?” she says, looking at
Mark A few weeks later. I can’t believe it. Linda and I are dating, and I feel like my head is in the clouds. Since when did I become such a sucker for love? I have no idea. We have been dating for a month now, and never in my life did I imagine I would be lounging on the sofa next to a beautif
Damn it. I’m a full grown woman; I shouldn’t be floating on cloud nine. Neither should I be falling for Mark this quickly, but I can’t fight the warm emotions growing within me. I wrap my arms around Mark’s neck, deepening the kiss as I let go of my inhibitions. His hands move higher up my thighs,
Linda I panic when I open my eyes and see thick, muscular arms wrapped around me. My ex-husband is dead, and I haven’t spent the night with anyone in forever. All logic leaves my brain, and I scream before bolting up from bed. It doesn’t matter that I was the one who invited Mark to my home. I’m n
“You have the most perfect tits,” he grunts. “I can’t stop myself from playing with them.” I crack my eyes open and stare at his large pectoral muscles that easily rival the size of my breasts. But don’t get me wrong. My breasts are by no chance small. It’s just that Mark is a fucking beast. “Your
“Oh, please.” “Say it again.” “What?” I ask, my voice is slightly shaky. “That you need me,” his voice has gone lower, and I shudder at the authority in it. Mark is normally as tame as a lamb, but it seems like there is a more dominant nature to him in bed. It turns me on even more. He might be