Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

to one side, various hesitant but sweet smiles… She wasn’t
used to this at all.
What kind of parties did she have at her blind school in
Canada? And why the fuck did he send her all the way to
Canada, as if she’d needed to be buried behind the curtain of
some foreign country, so everyone would just forget about
their less-than-perfect daughter? A wealthy family like hers
could afford tutors for her to stay home if they thought regular
school was too much. And if not, there were schools in the
city.
Hooking the towel around my neck, I sat down at the table,
instantly patting my shorts out of habit.
“Fuck,” I muttered.
I needed to find a cigarette.
“GGet your sister a sweatshirt,” I heard Kai say to someone.
“Everyone can see through her shirt.”
I shook my head, about to laugh.
“So don’t look at her tits,” Arion replied as she reached
over the table to grab a towel. “She’s a kid.”
Sister.
Arion’s sister. I looked over, seeing Winter nodding to
something someone was saying as her eyes lingered,
unfocused toward the mid-section of the person in front of her.
She was barefoot in jeans and a white, ribbed tank top, a
little stretched out and worn like she just did not care, but her
face was clean of makeup, lips a natural dark pink and the
barest remnants of curl left in her blonde ponytail as it draped
past her shoulders. She was perfect.
A smile pulled at my lips, but I stopped myself and took a
deep breath.
And that’s when I noticed the outline of her breasts
through the fabric. The faint curves of the half-circles and then
the points, more prominent with the chill in the air tonight. I
darted my gaze left and right, noticing one group of guys