Amelia Johnson jumped a little. “Liam, what are you doing?”
Liam Taylor gave her shoulder a light pat. “Come on, don’t be so formal! We’re practically family. Just call me Liam.”
Amelia stared at him. “...And calling you Liam makes that less awkward?”
“Just messing with you. Seriously though, ‘Liam’ is fine,” he said with a playful grin.
She rolled her eyes. “Can we skip the theatrics? If you’ve got something to say, just say it.”
Liam pulled out his phone. “I’ve got some footage that proves you didn’t steal Mrs. Stanley’s jewelry.”
Amelia blinked. “Show me.”
He wagged his finger. “Not so fast. You gotta agree to something first.”
She huffed and turned. “Forget it then. Not interested.”
“Whoa, whoa, okay, okay! I’ll show you!” Liam quickly said before she walke
