I'm in the middle

Juliet shrugged and faced me. "You got the worst of it while fixing the door, so you should probably be in the middle."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

She nodded. "But if you want to switch spots at any time, you can let me know."

"Okay, that works." And so the bedding order was decided, all that was left was to get in. Oh, and strip of course. The three of us spread out awkwardly as we begun to take off our close, hesitant because each layer meant one less protecting us from the cold. Monica was especially slow in particular, having turned away from us. Although we had seen each other basically naked many times before, there was something different about this. It felt more intimate.

But still, there was a long night ahead, and we'd only just get colder so there was no time to waste. I slipped out of my clothes and got under the covers, my skin reeling with goosebumps from the brief exposure to the frigid air. It wasn't much warmer under the covers, but soon with the body heat of three people I was sure it would get cozy soon. Juliet slipped in on my left, and the two of us looked at each other and laughed at the situation. I was very keenly aware of how she was naked under the covers, her warm body only a couple inches away from me. We then shifted our attention to Monica, who was down to her underwear but no further.

"It's a lot warmer under here, you know?" I called out.

"I'm coming," she said softly. "Turn around though!"

Juliet and I laughed again and turned around, but neither of us could resist getting another peak. We both turned back just in time to see Monica rip off her panties and dive under the bed. Once under, she flipped to the right and huffed. "I said turn around!"

"Oh, it's nothing we haven't seen before," Juliet said.

"Yeah," I added, "Plus you have a great ass."

"Ugh!" I could see Monica put her hands over her face in embarrassment. "Whatever, I'm going to bed." And she scooted herself as far away from the both of us as possible.

"Monica," Juliet called. "You know it will be much warmer over where we are."

"It's fine!" Monica said stubbornly. "This is plenty warm."

"Okay, but it's only going to get colder as the night goes on."

"I said it's fine!" And with that, Monica didn't say another word. She was clearly embarrassed by the whole thing, it was kind of cute honestly. It really makes me want to... WAIT. I can't be having these thoughts right now. We need to make it through the night together as comfortably as possible. That means keeping this platonic as possible.

"Suit yourself," Juliet replied. And she rolled to face away from me, but brought herself closer. "Is this okay?" she asked me.

Oh god. Platonic as possible, I tried to remind myself. As the skin of her back was pressed against my chest. I inhaled the smell of hair. I felt her ass against my crotch, and her legs press against mine. She was a bit shorter than I was, and thinner. I bet that I could wrap my limbs around her easily.

"Christy?" she whispered again.

Realizing that I had been spacing out. "Oh, um, yeah. This is fine." I could barely think.

"Hmm," I don't think you're comfortable. How's this?" Juliet lifted herself up and grabbed my left arm, which had been pinned awkwardly under my body. She then put the arm under her head, so that we were spooning. Reflexively, my free right arm wrapped around her too, settling in just under her breasts. This is definitely platonic. I had to struggle to keep my breathing from changing, and I was desperately afraid that I would start to get wet.

Suddenly Juliet gasped. "Is everything okay?"

Monica called grumpily from the other side of the bed, "Hey, can you two figure it out already? I'm trying to sleep."

"Sorry," I whispered back. And then to Juliet, "are you okay?"

She replied, "Yes, it's just your hands are really cold." Oh. From dealing with the front door and everything, I guess my hands were close to being numb, which I hadn't noticed.

"Sorry about that, they'll warm up soon."

"Don't be," she insisted. "Here this should help." I gulped. Platonic, remember. Completely non-sexual. Three roommates trying to stay warm in the winter.