Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

“See you soon, Winter,” he taunted and went back into the
house.
I stood there for a moment, waiting to get my shaking
under control before I ordered another ride.
He might be right. I was twenty-one, plenty old enough to
have a healthy, active sex life, but when it did happen again, I
wanted it to be like it was for Erika and Michael. They seemed
to like to play games, but it was passionate, and it was love.
The love was what felt good. Unfortunately, it had been
one-sided in my past experience. I could be tempted to take
Will up on his offer to let off some steam, but he wouldn’t be
more than that. I wanted him as a friend.
The real question was, was he on Damon’s side or mine?
I pulled the leash out of my pocket, letting the heavy, metal
clip at the end dangle at my side.
Where the hell was my dog?
“I’m not sure what you heard, Miss Ashby,” Crane told
me, as he walked back into the foyer from the rear of the
house. “But no one was home except you this morning.
Damon left for the city before you were even awake, I was
taking care of some errands, and there was no one else here.”
I stood just inside the open door to my house, the rain
pouring in fat drops on the driveway behind me.
“And my family?”
“They left last night after the party.” I heard him open a
drawer on one of the tables and pull out keys. “I took them to
the airport myself.”
“Left?” I blurted out. “What do you mean?”
My mother and Ari were gone? Without me?