Still, he couldn’t help but find Amelia absolutely charming when she was so focused—beautiful and adorable all at once.
Main thing was, he just liked her. A lot.
After dinner, Isla had to head off.
"Thanks, Summer, for standing up for me earlier... I just..."
"Come on, silly girl," Amelia hugged her gently, "I totally get why you froze back there. You don’t owe me any thanks, and there’s nothing to apologize for. Your problems are my problems, remember?"
She walked Isla to the door and watched her leave with her manager before turning around—right into Damien’s arms.
"Ash?" she called out softly.
"What, you still remember me? Thought you’d already forgotten I exist," Damien said, clearly sulking a bit.
Amelia laughed, warm and bright. "Don’t be dramatic. In my hea
