Shaking his head, Damien said, "What I give away, I don’t take back."
"But it’s such an expensive gift. And from someone you’re a huge fan of." Amelia knew that even though the dress was probably pocket change for someone like him, considering how much Damien admired Joey, giving it to her was still a pretty big gesture.
He looked at her gently. "We’re close. What’s mine is yours. No need to draw lines."
Just two seconds of eye contact was all it took for Amelia to squirm and quickly look away, cheeks flushing pink.
Then her gaze landed on the painting again, eyes widening. "Uh… I’m no expert, but that signature doesn’t look like Joey’s. Isn’t it signed by someone called FishShrimp?"
"Joey’s got this thing: he always puts a tiny heart in the middle of his signature. This o
