Kinsley
I walk slightly behind Austen, admiring how he moves. I feel a little self-conscious as I am just wearing a pair of sweatpants and an old T-shirt while he is wearing nice clothes. He glances back at me with that killer smile. I giggle and smile back. ‘God, I am such a baby.’
Genesis snickers.
‘What?’
‘Nothing,’ She muses.
“Kinsley!” Madeline shouts from down the hall and runs up to me, sporting a mark on her neck. Her mate Tommy is just behind her.
“Maddie,” I smile.
She cranes her neck, “Look.”
“I see it,” I say as she lightly touches her mark. I look at Tommy, who is grinning smugly. “Did you mark my friend?” I tease.
Tommy shrugs. He wraps an arm around her and kisses her cheek.
Austen looks back at us but says nothing. I try to imagine what his mark will look like o
