Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

on mine, and I can feel her breath on my lips as her chest rises
and falls.
My body is on fire, and when she leans in farther to bite
off a bit extra, her lip grazes mine, and I groan.
I pull away, swallowing the goddamn chunk whole. Damn.
She chews the bit of marshmallow, licking her lips and
stepping down off the stool. “Thank you.”
I nod. I can feel Dane’s eyes on me, and I’m sure he knows
something is wrong. I toss the skewer down on the bar and
meet his eyes. He’s wearing a coy smile.
Fucktard.
Yeah, okay. I liked the marshmallow, Dane. I’d like to eat a
dozen of them with her. Maybe I won’t rush home quite yet,
okay?
My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I take it out, seeing
Annie’s name. I hit Ignore. She’s probably wondering where I
am with her snacks. I’ll call her back in a minute.
“So…” Dane says. “All these pictures you’re posting on
the page…you don’t have a boyfriend who’s going to come
hunting us down, right?”
I tense. Ryen doesn’t have a boyfriend. She would’ve told
me.
“Nah,” she replies. “He knows I can’t be tied down.”
Dane laughs, and I stand there, listening.
“No, I don’t have a boyfriend,” she finally answers
seriously.
“I find that hard to believe—”
“And I’m not looking for one, either,” she cuts Dane off. “I
had one once, and you have to bathe them and feed them and
walk them…”
“So what happened?” Dane asks.
She shrugs. “I’d lowered my standards. Too low,
apparently. After that, I got picky.”