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Kamaya’s eyes widened. “Why would you do that? What if Wesley thinks that I really am?”
Paxton chuckled. Before he could give her a retort his cell phone rang, the device chiming from the inner pocket of his jacket. Kamaya watched as he pulled it from the compartment, his eyes lighting up as he answered the call.
“Hey, baby!”
She shook her head as she listened to his side of the conversation.
“No, sweetheart...I...It’s not like that...Of course, I love you...I’m on my way, I promise...Laney, don’t be...Please, darling...”
Kamaya rolled her eyes.
Paxton suddenly disconnected the call. “I need to cut this gab fest short.”
“Awww! Is Laney not happy?” she said, her tone sarcastic. “Does darling need her boo-boo bear?”
“You are mean! I bet when you were a kid you used to kick dogs, torture cats and bully the other girls.”
“You’re a fool.” She blew a heavy sigh. “I think I’m going to take the day tomorrow. Maybe work from home. I need to catch up on some things.”
Paxton nodded. “Just touch base with me when you can.”
Kamaya nodded. “I will,” she said, her gaze narrowing as his cell phone chimed once again.
He took a deep breath as he stole a quick glance down at the screen. “I’ll talk to you later,” he said, as he turned abruptly and rushed from the room.
As the door slammed behind him Kamaya sneered, her expression pained. Her best friend’s relationship with that woman was proving to be a continuous thorn in both their asses. It made no sense to her why he couldn’t see it. She was still shaking her head when she reached for her phone and scrolled through her contacts.
Seconds later, her sister answered the phone.
“Hey, Kamaya, what’s up?” Maitlyn answered.
“Are you busy?”
“I was just rocking Zayn to sleep.”
“I can call you back.”
“No, it’s no problem. Zakaria is reading Rose-Lynn her bedtime story and Zayn’s already dozed off. I just like to cuddle him as much as I can. When Zakar gets here, Zayn’s going to have to share mommy’s lap, so I want him to get all the me time he can while he’s still the little baby.”
“You’re naming the new baby Zakar! I like that!”
“It was Zakaria’s idea. You know how he is about his sons! I was leaning toward Aloysius.”
Kamaya laughed. “Aloysius Sayed? Really!”
“It has a ring to it.”
“If you want your son to grow up with psychological issues.”
Maitlyn laughed with her. “My baby would be just fine.”
“Zakar Sayed has a jazzier ring to it. Zak is right on this one.”
“I hate to admit it, but I know! Just don’t tell him I said that!”
Kamaya smiled. She instinctively knew her sister was leaning to kiss her son’s forehead, nuzzling her cheek against his little face. “You sound happy, Maitlyn.”
“I am. Though, I’ll be ecstatic in about six weeks when this baby comes. But that’s not what you called me for. What’s up?”
“I need Zak to run a background check on someone for me.”
“Ooh! This sounds serious. Who is he?”
“His name is Wesley Walters and he’s someone I just need to know more about.”
“So you’re running background checks on random men now?”
“There is absolutely nothing random about this man!”
“That sounds even more intriguing! Are you two dating?”
“We just met. We might be doing some business together and I just want to make sure he’s on the up and up.”
“So this is just a professional query?”
Kamaya shook her head, imagining the smug expression on her sister’s face. “Just find out everything that you can about him. Please. Professional and personal.”
Maitlyn laughed. “Send me what you have on him and I’ll see what Zakaria can do. Did you think about calling Mason or Kendrick? You know they both would have checked him out for you.”
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