Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

Kai sat down at the table, drinking and laughing at
something someone said, while Michael walked off to talk to
Diana Forester.
“Whoo-hoo!” Will cupped his hands around his mouth,
howling in the middle of the party, over the loud music.
Everyone startled and turned just in time to see him run,
shoes and shirt discarded, and leap into the deep end of the
pool, somersaulting backward in mid-air before splashing into
the water.
People laughed, hooting and hollering after him, and I
walked over to the edge and stepped in, dropping into waistdeep
water. I wore long, black swim shorts that fell to just
above my knees, and I hadn’t brought a change of clothes.
Banks had begged to come with me tonight, and I ended up
charging out of the house to get away from that pathetic look
on her face, a little pissed and a whole lot distracted and
forgetting my cigarettes in the process.
Will popped up through the water, laughing and
exchanging a few splashes with others before he swam over to
me. I planted my elbows on the deck behind me, leaning
against the edge of the pool.
“Arion Ashby wants your ass bad, man,” he said, standing
up and pushing his hair over the top of his head. He jerked his
chin off behind me, amused.
I glanced over my shoulder, seeing Winter’s older sister
standing with her friends and eyeing us. My gaze traveled
down her body, long, slender limbs in a white, strapless bikini
and a long, fluffy ponytail. Both of her legs were adorned with
anklets, and a multi-strand gold necklace in varying lengths
rested on her chest.
She’d be hotter with just the jewelry on.
I turned back to Will. “I have plans for her. Don’t worry.”
His eyes lit up. “I love your imagination. Do I get to
come?”
I tilted my lips in a smile, not missing his double-meaning.
“I have plans for you, too.”