"Like hell you are," Jesse growled, digging out his phone and dialing 911. He put a hand to Jayden's neck to feel for a pulse, and the jumping and stuttering under his fingers scared the hell out of him.
"My brother collapsed, I think something's wrong with his heart," he told the operator. He gave her the address, adding, "Please, for the love of God, tell them to hurry." He hung up and knelt back down beside Jayden, reaching for his free hand. "It's gonna be OK, Jay," he said, smoothing the hair back from his face. "Help's coming, I promise."