Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

What were we doing in that fountain? And why was it
more important to Damon than what happened afterward in the
treehouse?
Leaving the box and bag, I carried the items with me back
out in the corridor, retracing my steps.
“Winter?” I heard Rika’s voice.
“Hey,” I replied, holding out my hand for her.
“Did you get lost?” she asked, coming over for me to take
her arm.
But I just shook my head. “Just exploring,” I told her.
“Would you take me to the bathroom, please?”
“Are you okay?”
“I hope so,” I joked.
I had no idea how to answer that, and the way my life had
been going, the answer could be different in five minutes. Ask
me later.
Right now, though, I just needed another shower. The
floors in that part of the catacombs were non-renovated and
filthy.
And then there was last night, so…
She walked us both to the spacious bathroom, and I found
the vanity chair and lowered myself into the seat.
“Are they still in bed?” she asked, messing with some
items in the cabinet.
I opened my mouth to tell her ‘yes’, but then the nature of
her question hit me, and I froze.
Are they still in bed? There was more than one bedroom
down here, I was sure. Why would I know if Will was still in
bed?
Unless…
“You heard,” I said, my shoulders slumping a little.
I couldn’t catch a break. I’d never had much of a sex life,
but when I did, everyone knew everything.