*Erica's POV*
"Not now, Hendrix, " I said, gently pushing him out of the way.
"No, you won't delay this talk any further." Hendrix pressed, blocking my way again.
I saw a few people glance at our interaction, and I glared at him. "We are in public."
"Then let's go talk in private, or I will make a bigger scene, " he threatened.
"Make it fast." I said this as I led the way to my balcony. There were fewer people here.
"What?"I snapped at him.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine,"I drawled with a breath of annoyance.
"You don't seem to be,"he shot back, glancing at my bandaged hand. He came closer to examine it, but I backed away.
"What's this? First, you ignored me all night, and now you are acting like this?Aren't we a team anymore?"
"These are crucial times, Hendrix; we can't be seen together, especially not today."
"At least tell me what is going on," he said, cornering me. "Where is Kiara?"
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!