“Oh, we have a bunch for recording. And the ones in the corners are security.” I point out the four security cameras. “And one outside.”
Kay lets out a breath. “Thank fuck for small miracles. Can you pull up the feed and let’s see when this fucker got here?”
I pull up the feed and rewind until a black pickup truck pulls up. When the license plate reflects instead of getting recorded, Kay curses under his breath.
“This is a professional. Have you pissed anyone off lately?”
“No? Not that I know of? I get some fan mail, but it’s usually sweet letters. No one’s been threatening or overly weird.”
“No one you’ve rejected going on dates with? Guys, gals, or pals?”
I shake my head. “I barely try to date. You’re the first person I’ve hooked up with via app since I’m too paranoid most of the time.”
“Because of the internet fame?”
“Yeah.” I can’t look him in the eyes. “Hayden says there’s probably nothing to worry about in the dating world because I’m not a real celebrity and my star can crash as fast as it rose, but I still worry.”
“That...” Kay nods and squeezes my shoulder. “Sorry, that sucks. And whoever this is, is good. They knew there was a camera out front and they knew to keep their face hidden from the internal cameras. They’ve been inside before.”
“Unless we have a guest, it’s just me and Hayden that works inside. We rent the space from Hayden’s uncle, though.”
“We’re not getting him involved.”
“Yeah, I’d rather not.” I pace behind him and look over his shoulder as he taps along on the keyboard.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get it figured out, but I think you’ll be safer at my place for at least a few days.” He shuts the laptop and turns to me. “Also, you need to change your routine so whoever this is can’t guess your next move.”
“What is the next move?”
Kay grabs my hand. “Tour of the gym, then probably food. We’re getting dangerously close to hangry territory.”
“Would a protein bar hold you over?” I open the file cabinet under the desk.
“Oh! You have the good ones.” He grabs a cookies and cream bar and rips it open with his teeth before shoving it in his mouth. “Mmmm. So good.”
“It’s better than going hungry, I guess?” I grab a plain chocolate flavored one and don’t have the same reaction. It’s bland as fuck like usual. “I don’t know how you and Hayden can eat this garbage.”
Kay’s mouth opens and a few crumbs fall out as he presses a hand to his chest. “Maybe you just haven’t found a brand or flavor you like.”
“Maybe?” I take another flavorless bite. “Come on, let me show you around.”
Kay asks so many questions it keeps me on my toes. I don’t think viewers have ever asked so much about our space.
“So, office, bathroom, and three recording spaces. This is pretty fancy.”
“We’re fortunate Hayden’s uncle let us set it up the way we want. He just has us pay utilities, so it’s pretty affordable.”
He bobs his head. “Pretty awesome deal. Now let’s go get something to eat before I want to nibble on your ear or something.”
My hand reflexively goes to my ear, and he grins before taking my hand again.
What is it with him wanting to hold hands? Before we leave, he grabs one of my ball caps hanging on the wall. “Your head is so naked without it.” He runs his fingers through my hair before he plops the hat on my head. “But I do love your hair.”
I love how his hair shines, and the color is so bright it suits him. His shoulders draw in and he rubs a hand over his shorthair. He must not realize he’s doing it because soon enough he’s back to his full height and beaming such a bright smile I have to wonder if I imagined his two seconds of melancholy.
“Should we go back to Big Mac’s?” I ask.
“Probs. But not right now. I think you’ll be fine for the moment.” He leads me back to his car.
