Page 56 of Crashing Into Me
“And also, I should have told you my house is wired like Fort Knox.”
“What do you mean?”
“Cameras, Kayden. They’re everywhere.”
“Yeah, so—,” He started, then stopped—his face bright red.
“Yeah, baby brother, there are some things the human eyes shouldn’t see, and your best friend and brother having sex is at the top of the list.”
“Oh no,” he stood up from the couch, “I’m mortified.”
Paula started laughing.
“I know, you should be,” she laughed, shaking her head side to side, “My poor throw rug. I’m gonna have to send that to you when you get your own place,” she was beside herself with laughter.
He threw a pillow at her and sat on the opposite couch.
“I can barely look you in the face, dude,” she continued.
“Ok. You could’ve warned me,” Kayden replied.
“I should have, I’m sorry. I had no idea what was about totranspire,my word,” she giggled.
“Have you heard from her?” Kayden asked, more serious now.
“Yeah, I was with her yesterday,” Paula replied matter-of-factly.
Kayden jumped up from the couch. “What? You wait until now to tell me this?”
Paula got up and put her hands up in the air. “Calm down, Kayden, let me finish,” she pleaded.
“Well, how is she?”
“She’s fine now.”
“So when she got out of the hospital, you were there?” He asked, perplexed.
Paula looked at him, surprised.
“How did you know she was in the hospital? Have you known where she was this entire time, Kayden?” She commanded.
He ran his hands through his messy hair.
“Of course not. I had Taylor hire a P.I. in his name ‘cause I had a feeling something fishy was going on with the three I had hired to find her before. And he was finally successful,” he gushed, barely taking a breath, and sat back down on the couch.
“You never stopped looking for her,” she stated.
“No. If I had any idea where she was, I would have been long gone. I was under the impression you had no idea either, and if you did, you would’ve called me back!” He spat at her, rising from his seat.
“Just sit down and listen to me for a minute. There’s a reason for all of this.”
Paula pulled out her laptop and set it on the coffee table. She opened it, and he sat next to her.
“What’s this?” He asked, looking at the screen. Then he recognized the room and the people in it. It was his mother, Kim, and Lana.
“Before I press play, I want you to know, there is something in the works and I need you to promise me that you won’t move a muscle.”
“Press play, Paula,” he demanded, his eyes angry.
