Liam was completely floored when Amber reached out and grabbed him. He panicked. He had absolutely no idea what to do. Her beaming smile goaded out a brief, weak grin. However, her gushing praise of his artwork warmed his heart. He silently wondered if she really meant it. No one was that appreciative of his art, except maybe him. Brian wasn't even that taken with it. Not that he was against it. Brian just was not an artist. He didn't get it, but he encouraged Liam. He sighed. He gave that man too much of a hard time.<br/><br/>Back to the present issue, though. Liam was scared of Onyx. He'd never really been in a fight. Plus, Onyx looked like he could whup him without even trying. Liam was actually a little relieved when he pulled Amber away. This was too much, man! He waited until the two of them had disappeared from view before rushing off down the hallway. If he hadn't avoided people on his way here, he surely would now. He hugged his painting tight to his chest and shuffled as quickly as he could.<br/><br/>Exiting the building, Liam speed walked to the car. he tried to look around as subtly as he could. There was no sign of the red-head...Amber? Or her crazy bodyguard. He did not feel safe until he'd crawled into the front seat of Brian's Red GMC Sonoma. He sighed and laid his painting across his lap.<br/><br/>Brain could smell his anxiety a mile away. He frowned. What on earth happened? He turned to face Liam.<br/><br/>"Liam, what's going on on, man? You are jumpy as hell."<br/><br/>Liam let out a nervous chuckle. "I'll tell you about it on the way home. For now, just drive! Please."<br/><br/>Brian shrugged. Fair enough. he turned back to the wheel and turned the key until the truck started. As he pulled away from the curb, he checked the clock. Yeah, he was going to be late.