Yours Truly Abby Jimenez Novels & Stories

The delectable citrusy scent that had bowled me over earlier in the day. "Are you okay, Abby?" Taylor asks with concern showing in his eyes. "Uh, you…you know my name" is all I manage to stammer back. Nice one, Abby. Now he is going to think you are a complete moron. "Of course. Abigail James, who works for Eddy in the analytics department," he responds. "What? You don't think I know who works in my company?" he queries with an arch of his eyebrow. "Um, seriously, are you okay? You have gone pale."

While Kamilla remained unperturbed, Abby was shaken by what she learned "But of course. I will never do that," Kamilla said with a shrug. But Abby appeared suspicious and unconvinced. "I recognized you the moment Samuel smiled at you." Everyone was intrigued by what she casually added. Abigail may be involved in many philanthropic endeavors as a doctor and crowned princess of the Monaco Nation, but she remains indistinguishable in person. She appeared very different on television and online than she does in real life. "As you have mentioned, he is a sour ass, Doctor Abby. Yes, it appears he is. I only see him smile whenever he is with the family. So I was not triggered" Kamilla arched a brow

"Hello, I am Mr. Lucero's personal butler, you can call me Jimmy." "Jimmy is doing well," Brent exclaimed as he saw Jimmy carrying a lot of expensive snacks in his hands. He couldn't help but be amazed at how extravagant rich people can be, as a single meal for Jimmy could easily cost him a month's salary. "Where is Ms. Abigail?" Jimmy couldn't help but express his concern as he didn't see the girl's figure. "Oh, Ms. Abigail was still in a meeting and had some other things to attend to. She had already informed Mr. Lucero, and she would be going home by herself later."

“My husband is the real estate agent who sold it!” “I, um, I…” I close my eyes in a long blink. “It’s not a walk of shame. I have nothing to be ashamed of.” “Yasss, girl!” another mom says, earning a glare from the conservative one in the group. “I’ve seen the guy who lives here a few times. He’s totally GQ material but so mysterious.” She shifts her gaze to Abby. “How do you guys know each other?” “She’s my sister,” Abby and I say at the same time.

Abby looked at Spencer and said, "I knew you cared about me, but I was doing well now. It's understandable that Amelia doesn't recognize me, after all, without the Cromwell family all these years, I wouldn't be who I am today." At this point, she changed the subject and said with a smile, "Spencer, don't worry about me. I came here this time to tell everyone that I will be on TV, and I expect to find some good items." "On TV? Not the Public Broadcasting Service that I was thinking of!" People became excited again! Abby nodded and chuckled lightly, "I was recommended by a few professors." "Abby, you were amazing!" This is really impressive! Lamar became famous again, but this time as an inter

“I am truly gone for so long” “Yes, you truly did” “So to get back on track, can someone introduce me to this gorgeous lady over here? Surely, she’s not Krystle, right?” Murphy felt someone directly standing just behind her chair, making her stop in her tracks when everyone’s focus was concentrated on her, gaining her senses back.

On the night before my wedding, the bridal party is too excited to sleep, so someone suggests a game of anonymous confessions. Everyone writes down one thing they want to say to me, the groom-to-be. I eagerly close my eyes, expecting heartfelt wishes and congratulations, but the first note stuns me. "You bastard. If you weren't forcing my sister to marry you, Lyle would be my brother-in-law!" Lyle Thomas is my best friend. Just three hours earlier, he called to apologize, saying a last-minute business trip had come up and he couldn't make it to the wedding. My hands tremble as I continue reading. "That watch she gave you as a wedding present is one Lyle turned down. He said it looked ch

Josh and I won the girls some cute stuffed animals. “Shay! Look, Michael Bublé tribute act is singing his hits songs!” Aimee shouts excitedly, and the girls drag us over to the huge crowd of people gathered listening and singing along to Michael Bublé's songs. This was by far one of the best dates I have ever been on. I don’t know how she does it, but she just keeps surprising me.

After a while, Abby taps me on the shoulder, pulling me to the side, and I hold up a finger letting the guys know we'd be a minute. "You need to pee?" I ask, and she shakes her head. "Just...look, I know it's your birthday, but there's this cute guy at the bar who's on the men's swim team," she mumbles, and I glance quickly, seeing a tall, tan man laughing with the guy beside him. "His name is Jose, and I've really liked him for a while...look, I swear I'll be right back, just do you think." "Abby, shoot your shot," I insist. "He's cute, and you've done so much today for me. Go for it."

Is there anything I can help you with? Elias spared Abby a dismissive glance. ‘Do I know you?’ Abby felt a twinge of embarrassment, but she maintained her pretence of composure. ‘Colonel Westwood, I’m Abby Colman. You and Callie attended my wedding yesterday.’ ‘Is that so?’ Elias responded nonchalantly. ‘Yes!’ ‘I’m sorry. I didn’t recognise you without all that…makeup on.’ Elias gave her a closer look. ‘Though it appears you are still wearing cosmetics, just not as thickly applied as yesterday.’