Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

Standing up, I took Kai’s hoodie and walked, making sure
to go slowly as I slipped away from the party and down the
small incline, away from the noise and eyes.
Winter walked along the line, rustling the green leaves as
she brushed past them on her way back to the house, and I
pulled on the sweatshirt, masking my scent as I dove through
an opening in the line to the other side of the hedges.
I slowed to a walk, my heart suddenly hammering as I saw
the white of her shirt through the leaves, not one foot away
from me. I put out my hand, following hers where it grazed the
leaves on the other side.
I closed my eyes for a moment, walking with her and
following the path with my hand as I heard the blood pump in
my ears. My head started to float a little, and the world seemed
to tilt under my feet.
I opened my eyes, still walking with her although she
didn’t know.
It was annoying, the loss of equilibrium when I closed my
eyes, but I was sure it was far scarier than I realized. I would
never know what it was like to be her, because I could always
open my eyes.
“Where is he?” someone breathed out. “He wanted to
watch this, didn’t he?”
“I don’t know if—” Arion’s voice turned muffled, like she
was being kissed, and I darted my eyes up to see her and
Marko ahead of us, between two trees.
He bent Arion over just slightly and squeezed her tits. On
the other side of the hedges, Winter had stopped, her body
unmoving as she no doubt heard what I heard.
“Take off your top,” I heard Marko order, but I wasn’t
looking at him. I lingered back, finding a glimpse of Winter’s
face through the leaves and watching the unreadable look on
her face.
It was a mixture of curiosity and fear, but I wasn’t sure
which one she felt more of. How long would she stay?