Her phone blared between them, practically screaming at her as Kayla and Ben remained locked in each other’s stare, neither moving much less breathing.
She wanted to slap him, get up and walk away, and yet she couldn’t move.
Kayla couldn’t even realize the way the nurse ushered Chyanne back into the waiting room while Pedro received his stitches. It isn’t until Chy reached for Kayla’s phone to answer it herself for Kayla to realize she’d been staring.
“Where’s Kayla?” she heard Roxi through the speaker, her voice concerned. “Why didn’t she pick up?”
“Huh, I’m glad to hear from you too,” Chyanne chuckled softly.
“Don’t give me any of that. You would not believe the rush to get here and knowing you three are out in the world gives me the agitas.”
“You’re not even saying that right.
