Page 53 of Hollow Heart

Lou nods as Felix raises his eyebrows.

“You have a kid?”

I sigh in exasperation, not in the mood to deal with Felix and his shit at the moment. I can only handle one unruly person at a time, and right now, my flesh and blood takes priority.

I push past them both, grabbing my duffel and making my way toward the elevator.

Lou mumbles something, but it is incoherent.

I press the elevator button a hundred times, anxiously awaiting the sleek silver doors to open.

Felix catches up to me, just as they open, slipping in before I can say anything.

I sigh, grinding my teeth.

“How old is... your kid?” Felix asks curiously.

“Sixteen.”

“Huh.” Felix’s tone is careful, and I’m thankful when the elevator doors open, that I don’t have to respond to him.

I slip my car keys out of my back pocket, pressing the unlock button as furiously as I banged the elevator button.

I’m tired, I’m hot, and my kid is apparently getting suspended. This is seriously the worst fucking day ever.

Felix’s footsteps are still behind me, and I am annoyed.

What does he think he’s doing, anyway?

Shouldn’t he be inside rehearsing?

My family shit has nothing to do with him.

I’m in the car, turning the ignition within seconds, but nothing happens.

Putt putt plunk.

“Oh fuck, no, not now... not today...” I curse as I try to turn the ignition again, harder.

Putt putt putt puttttt plunk.

I try again, and again, each time to no avail. It won’t kick over.

“Fuck!” I growl as the anger hits me like a volcano. I hit the steering wheel, which doesn’t do shit.

My head falls against the horn, and I let out a shaky breath as a fist raps on my window.

Slowly, I turn to see Felix standing there, looking as fucking cool as a cucumber.

God damn this fucking man.

He just doesn’t know when to quit.

I open the car door, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Car trouble?” he asks with a smirk that is equally annoying as it is sexy.

“What, were you a detective in a previous life?” I bite.

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