Jamie Fuller And Amy Carnevale Novels & Stories

"Carla, do we have to celebrate our anniversary today? Can you please not waste your time on such boring events? Amy wants to see the ocean today, and I must make it happen! When she became my assistant, I promised her that she could ask for anything. You won't make me break my word, would you?" I looked at the man standing before me, his eyes red with frustration. Amy, standing beside Johnny, stepped forward and put herself between us. "Luna Carla, it's my fault. I shouldn't have been so inconsiderate and arranged for a trip on your anniversary. Please don't fight with Johnny over me. I'm not going anymore…"

Behind me, I heard her mutter, “Bitch.” Where had she found this confidence? Last I remembered, she was drowning in guilt. Pretty or not, she wasn’t going to get Damien. Not from me. ⸻ “Come here, baby,” Damien said later, guiding me to a table where two strangers waited. “This is Amy,” he introduced—a tall, elegant woman in a red dress. Her blonde hair framed ocean-blue eyes, her smile graceful. I shook her hand warmly. “And this is her twin, Ace,” Damien added, nodding toward a man with the same striking features. “They’re my friends. Amy’s a fashion designer. Ace is a doctor.”

"That denial ends now. You will take this gift and get your fresh start. I will walk you down the aisle and give you away to our broody foreman who loves you so much, and you will cooperate with a smile on your face. Got it?" A sob hitched her chest, and she stared at her brother, normally so laid-back and carefree, looking at her like he was ready to battle anything in his path. "Are you sure?" "Damn sure." "Get the crying out of your system now." Olivia blew on Amy's nails, painted a delicate shade of iridescent white. "Makeup is next and you're not botching the job once it's done." Amy took several deep breaths and thought about what Kyle had said. "Are Mom and Dad coming today?"

But Amy held me down and went to the door with a makeup brush in his hands. Amy opened the door. As Shelton, who was standing at the door, saw Amy, he was obviously stunned. Amy smiled charmingly. He pushed his hair apart and stretched out his hands to Shelton, "Hello, I'm a makeup artist hired by Mr. Cowell. I'm here to do makeup for Miss Archer." "Oh." Shelton hesitated for a moment. And he reached out and touched Amy's hand in the end. When he came in and saw me, he was almost stunned. And he frowned, "Your face..."

Besides, her life was complicated already, so no room for love, anyway. Kelly pointed to the baristas one by one. “It’s Aaron on the corner. He is the most senior barista here. He can handle any coffee art requested by customers.” Next, she pointed at Jamie who greeted Kelly at first. “It’s Jamie, the playboy of our cafe.” “Hey!” Jamie protested, but gave Amy his best smile. “If you need any help, come to me, sweetie.” “See?” Kelly raised an eyebrow. “No more messing around, Jamie. Amy is taken.”

Jamie said with a hint of discomfort, “Dad asked me to come over! He wants me to tell you to come back for dinner when you have time and not to make any private commitments.” Yanni was at a loss for words. Keaton smiled slightly. “I’m sorry! Yanni has already accepted my proposal.” Jamie raised his glass. “You’re quite swift.” Naturally, he wouldn’t pry into Yanni’s personal life. He was ready to change the subject and leave. He really didn’t want to keep seeing Gael's forced smile, It was just too sad. Jamie left early without waiting for the banquet to finish. He made his way to the underground parking lot and opened the door of a black Cullinan. As he settled inside, he spotted Paityn’s c

With anger coursing through my veins, I stood with my weight pressed against the car and the bag of money clutched in my hands, watching him as he picked up a fancy plastic chair and then helped himself into it, all the while, with a smug smile on his face. To my utmost surprise, the car Caden had stepped out of only a few minutes ago opened up again and this time, Jamie stepped out with Amy behind her. Jannie, Jamie’s twin also stepped out as well and this time, I couldn’t hide the shock on my face as I stared open-mouthed at them. “Wait, y’all packed yourself in there like a tin of sardines?” I asked, genuinely surprised, causing them to glare at me but at this point, I didn’t really care.

Maybe Charlie again asking to check some documents. I sat up straight seeing the caller id. Jason looked amused at my reaction but please I don't want Ryan to see me all cozy with Jason on a deserted beach. I'm never going to listen to the end of it from him. Jason too sat and answered the video call, "Happy Birthday Amy!!! What's that on both of your faces??" Ryan narrowed his eyes at us and made a yucky face. "Chocolate cream cheese frosting" I replied trying to clean my face with my hands again, but I think I smeared it more.

Amy huffed, gulping down water. “The restaurant was busy again?” Camellia asked quietly. Amy rolled her eyes. “I swear, the whole city came to eat today.” She rubbed her stomach. “And now I’m starving. Please tell me you made dinner.” “No,” Camellia said gently. “You always bring food home.” Amy gasped dramatically, clutching her belly. “Cami! You’re going to let me die?” A faint smile tugged at Camellia’s lips. “I’ll go grab something now.” She swung her legs off the bed.

"…you have no idea what you're doing, do you?" "No, but he doesn't either, so we're doing this or dying of embarrassment and I'm refusing the second option." Valerie rolled her eyes at that. "Charming." "I know, very," agreed Jamie, even though she was being sarcastic when she said that. "Well, I better leave now if I'm gonna beat him there." "It's a date, not a race!" called Valerie as she left the cabin. "Bah, that takes the fun out of it," smirked Jamie before taking off.