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I looked at Fiona and smiled ear to ear.
“I knew it,” she said. “You’re so gross.”
“I’m gross? You’re the one who finished - literally - then said you were bringing the painting to the gallery.”
“To show Demi,” Fiona said. “I didn’t know she would fall in love with it and hang it up.”
“She loves it? She loves our sex painting?”
“It’s not a sex painting, Griffin.”
“Then what is it? A fingering painting?”
“I used a paintbrush,” Fiona said.
“But I used my fingers,” I said, wiggling the fingers on my right hand.
Fiona lowered her head and brought her hands to her face.
That was the perfect time for Demi to return to the front of the gallery.
“Ah, yes,” Demi said. “This marvelous piece of work.”
“I heard you’re a big fan of it,” I said.
“I did not intend for it to be hung up like this,” Fiona said.
“Is this for sale?” I asked. “I mean, someone can actually come in here and buy this? Just imagine if they do. What they’re buying.”
“Riff,” Fiona said.
Demi inched closer to me. “There’s just something about it. It’s so… raw.”
“Powerful,” I said.
“Yes,” Demi said. “It’s so honest. In such a messy way. Each stroke…”
I snorted with laughter.
“That’s enough, Riff!” Fiona yelled.
“What’s funny?” Demi asked.
“You said the wordstrokeand Riff is acting like a perv,” Fiona said.
Demi looked at me. She then laughed.“Stroke.”
“See?” I asked. “It is funny.”
“I guess the only logical thing to do now is ask you your rate,” Demi said, looking right at me.
“My rate?”
“Yes. For the painting.”
“I didn’t paint this,” I said.
“Oh, but you did,” Demi said.
