Chapter Twenty Two.

Amelia’s POV.

“Please, Amelia,” he pouted, his lower lip quivering. I couldn't say no to that face.

“Okay,” I said, surrendering with a sigh.

“Yay!” he exclaimed, jumping up and down. I laughed, his enthusiasm contagious. “Let's go get ready,” he said, running off to his room. I shook my head, a smile playing on my lips.

I may have been having doubts about this carnival trip, but it was impossible to resist Jayden’s enthusiasm. I stood up and followed him to his room.

I helped him select an outfit and dress him, while I headed to my room to get ready. I took a hot shower, the steam filling the room and relaxing my muscles. I got out, wrapping a towel around myself.

I put on my favorite pair of blue jeans and a black crop top that showed off my cleavage and accentuated my toned stomach. I knew I looked good, and I had to admit that a part of me was hoping to catch Greyson's eye. I smiled, a mischievous glint in my eyes.

I curled my hair, letting it fall down my back in soft waves.