#amara!james

Amara is sitting on the bathroom floor as she goes through all their things. The boxes are neatly laid in front of her, as she carefully goes through the things, sorting them out.

She has a pile of her things, Jack’s things, towels and cleaning stuff she keeps in the bathroom. She has been sitting there for about half an hour, and she is already done with two boxes.

The house is huge, and so is the bathroom. There is a cabinet with two sinks opposite the two windows, right next to them, on the left is a huge clawfoot tub. Amara fell in love immediately. On the right side of the room, there is a shower with glass sliding doors.

Amara already put a few flowers to decorate the room and make it cozier. Since the whole house is made out of stone and wood, it looks amazing with the flowers, and especially with the green tiles that decorate the bathroom.

“Berry! You in there?” Luke’s voice echoes from the hall.

“Yeah, in the bathroom!” she shouts back as she continues sorting things out. In a moment, Luke’s huge figure appears in the room, and Amara looks up at him, a smirk appearing on her lips when she notices his flushed cheeks and the nestle in his hair. “What’s up, Lukey?”

Luke lets out a soft sigh before he takes a step closer. “Could you make us your strawberry lemonade, please?” he asks her, with the usual ‘Hughes’ puppy eyes and cute pout. He knows it usually doesn’t work on her, but now, Amara is on her period, and she can’t resist.

“Do we have strawberries?” she grunts as she reaches for Luke to help her up. He doesn’t waste a second. He steps towards her, grabs her hands and pulls her to her feet.

“Yeah, I bought them yesterday,” he grins as he pulls her in a hug. “Thank you, sis.”

“Yeah, you are welcome, Lu. Now, how are you two doing down there?” she asks, as they walk out of the bathroom to the kitchen.

“Pretty good, Jack yelled at least a thousand times that he should have hired someone to build it, but we are doing fine.” He chuckles, and Amara too.

“That sounds like Jacky,” she chuckles, shaking her head at her boyfriend. “Speaking of, where is he?”

“Uh, I believe he went to the town to pick up some food. Should be back in twenty,” he explains, sitting on the barstool.

Amara nods and gets to work.

Later that day, Amara and Jack are lying on the sofa in the living room, enjoying the view of their blooming garden. Ara’s head is resting on Jack’s chest, while her hand rests on Jack’s thigh, dangerously close to his cock, as her fingers run absent patterns along his skin.

Jack’s hand is slung over her shoulders as he breathes in Amara’s strawberry shampoo. “I like this,” he murmurs in her hair, tightening his hold around her shoulders. “You, me, our home,” he continues, his finger now running along her arm. “We should finally give a use to the ring that is around your finger, what do you think?”

Jack had been thinking about this for a long time. He thinks about her birthday, when he gave his girl the ring, as a promise that he would marry her one day, and now, that they have their own home, his career is doing amazing, and Amara is finishing with her studies, it feels like the best time.

Amara stills in his arms, and he looks down at her, holding his breath, and hoping that he didn’t overstep.

“Are you for real?” she looks up at him, her cheeks a light shade of pink, her eyes wide, and her lips partly opened.  

“Positive, Berry,” he nods, swallowing the lump in his throat.

Neither of them moves for a few seconds, both of them staring into each other's eyes, searching for something in them. It’s Amara who is the first one to move. She swings her leg around Jack’s lap and presses her soft lips against Jack’s.

Jack doesn’t hesitate. His hands immediately find their place on Amara’s hips, as his lips work against Ara’s in a hungry kiss, and his hands smooth down over her hips.

Anara grinds her, in shorts, covered, pussy against Jack’s already hard cock. Both of them moan at the pleasure that shoots through their bodies.

“Let’s get married, Jacky,” she whispers in Jack’s ear, while her hands map his chest under his shirt.

“Fucking finally.” He groans in her ear, and in a few moments, they are both naked, lying on the couch.

Jack is kneeling in between Amara’s legs, his now hard cock lying on her abdomen while his hands caress her inner thighs.

“What do you want, Amara?” he asks her, looking deep into her eyes.

“You, Jack. I want you.” She moans when Jack’s fingers inch closer to her entrance.

“You have me, baby,” he whispers, and without saying another word, his cock is deep inside her tight pussy.

“Jacky,” she chokes out at the same time Jack grunts. “Fuck me, Jack. Hard.”

And he does. His hips jerk in quick and hard motions, and Amara’s tits bounce, making him groan at the sight of them.

His hands slide down her thighs to her hips, where they stop, and he holds onto them as his thrusts grow even more intense and deeper.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Amara chants, her hands squeezing her tits, as she tightens her grip around Jack’s waist to bring him closer.

“You are so hot, Berry.” Jack groans at the sight of Amara in front of him. His fingers move to the clit, and with the right pressure, he circles the bundle of nerves, sending waves of pleasure through Amara’s body.

The sex is fast, hard and full of emotions. It takes them a few deep thrusts before they fall over their edges.

Jack and Luke are in town in the arena. They have a game later today, so they are at practice, and Amara is in their house, together with Brae, rearranging the kitchen.

They have already done the dressing room and other parts of the house, but the kitchen is still untouched, except for a few dishes they pull out to eat.

“You are glowing, Amara,” Braelyn says with a soft smile, as she watches Amara dance around the kitchen.

A blush covers Amara’s cheeks as she stops in her tracks to look at her. “I know,” she admits, with a cute grin. “Last night, Jack said that he wants a life with me and that he wants to get married.”

“He proposed?!” Brae shouts with excitement.

“No, not really,” Amara shakes her head. A scowl forms on Braelyn’s face. “He said that we should give a use the ring on my finger.” Amara lifts her hand, wiggling her fingers.

“Okay,” Brae nods her head, but she still has a weird look on her face. But she quickly masks it with a question, because she doesn’t want Amara to notice how she feels about the proposal. “How do you feel about it?”

“I can’t wait,” there it is, the dreamy look on Ara’s face that Brae didn’t want to ruin. “I mean, I know it wasn’t any romantic way to propose,” and Brae can’t do more than nod, because… what the fuck, Jack? You could’ve tried at least. “But Jack and I love each other, and I think that maybe after all the shit that happened in the past few months, this can help us.” She smiles at Brae, hoping she will understand her point.

“Yeah, I think it will. You will be more confident about how much Jack loves you, and he won’t do any stupid shit since he will have you.” Brae nods, making her way closer to Amara to give her a hug. “I am so happy for you, Ara. You deserve this.”

“Thank you, Brae. I am really happy for this,” she squeezes her to herself even more, before she says. “Plus, I’d like you to be my maid of honour.”

Braelyn freezes in her arms as she slowly pulls away to look in her eyes. “Are you sure, babe?” Her eyes are wide because she didn’t really expect her to ask this. “I mean, of course I’d love that, but we only know each other for a few months.”

“I am positive, Brae. You’re my only best friend, I need you there.” Amara sounds almost desperate as she looks at Brae.

“And I will, Berry. It’s my pleasure to be your maid of honour.”

“Thank you.” Amara grins at her before she pulls her back in a hug. The rest of the day they spent talking about the wedding while finishing the kitchen, and when it’s time to get ready for the game, Amara feels like a brand new person.

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lhughes_06 and where am I?! I am there with you too!😒

╰➤ amara_james @/lhughes_06 in the next one Lukey, I promise! 🫶🏼❤️

╰➤ lhughes_06 @/amara_james I hope so😒🤍

elblue6 🫶🏼❤️

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user76 aww i love you guys!!

us_86_er why are they so cute?!

╰➤ 678user @/us_86_er right?! so fucking cute! I can’t with them😫🫠

braelyn_lawson babe! I should have come with you🥺

╰➤ amara_james @/brealyn_lawson text me!😘

nicolelaud doble date?😏

╰➤ amara_james @/nicolelaud tomorrow?😏

╰➤ jesperbratt @/amara_james @/jackhughes 7 pm? 😏

╰➤ jackhughes @/jesperbratt deal! 😏

user61819 oh my gosh! this is soo cute!!

jack_86nj_fp the double date plans! I love them 😫❤️😂

njdevils our monthly dose of Jacky! thank you @/amara_james , you do your job well!

_quinnhughes why didn’t you post the pic I took of you! that was good one!

╰➤ amara_james @/_quinnhughes oh… I will tomorrow with Luke one, okay?

╰➤ _quinnhughes @amara_james you know I can see your face, sister?! 😠 I know what you thought and the answer is NO!

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 Tons of tabs are open on Amara’s Mac as she scrolls through all the options for their new house. Christmas Day is tomorrow, but Amara has already done everything, because the Hugheses are supposed to be here in a minute.

With a smile, Amara puts the laptop down and makes her way into the kitchen to prepare some appetizers before they come. Jack is supposed to call her when they pick them up, but they left an hour ago, so they should be on their way.

Her phone rings a few minutes later,  Jack’s face popping on the screen when she picks it up.

“Hey, love, just calling to let you know that we are leaving the airport.” Jack’s smile grows when he sees his girlfriend on the screen. Her face is clean off make up, just like he likes the best.

“Okay, Jacky. I am just preparing some appetizers.” Amara smiles at him, turning the camera and showing him the plates full of finger food.

“They look amazing, Ara!” Ellen’s head pops into view with a huge smile on her lips as her eyes focus on Amara's smile.

“Thank you, Ellen,” she grins at her through the phone screen. “Well enjoy your ride. I cannot wait to see you.”

“And we cannot wait to see you,” Jim shouts, his face popping for a second before Jack ends the call.

Amara lets out a soft sigh before she puts the food in the fridge and makes her way back into the living room to continue looking for their new house.

Amara and ack are sitting in their bed. Amara is resting her head against Jack’s shoulder as they scroll through the house offers in Newark.

The rest of their family is already in their rooms, getting some rest before tomorrow's Christmas Eve.

“This one looks really good, don’t you think?” Jack clicks on a house built in a Victorian style. It looks gorgeous. Exactly what Amara loves, but it just doesn’t feel right to her.

“Yeah, it looks… nice,” she hesitates. She knows she is being difficult. After all, it should be Jacky and Lu who should pick the house since she doesn’t have enough money to pay a third at least.

“You don’t like it.” Jack chuckles as he looks down on her.

“No, I do, it looks great, really,” she smiles up at him, hoping her smile looks sincere, a little bit at least.

“But…” he trails off, knowing there is a but.

“It just doesn’t feel right,” she sighs, her eyes searching his to make sure he doesn’t get mad or annoyed.

“Okay,” he just shrugs, scrolling more to look for better options, while Amara looks at him in surprise. “What do you want in or around the house?”

“Wait,” Amara stops him, sitting on the bed to take a better look at him. “You aren’t mad?”

“About what?”

“Me being difficult? I can’t even pay for a third of it and am being annoying.”

Jack's eyebrows shoot up as he stares in front of him in complete surprise. “What are you talking about? Why would you even…” he stops himself, turning slightly to take a better look at her. “My money is your money. My house is your house. My heart is your heart. Capishe?”

Amara wants to argue, but seeing the look on Jack's face, she just smiles and nods, because there is no point in arguing with him.

“Now let’s get back to picking up the house.”

The following day, Christmas Eve, is a chaos. Amara and Ellen are cooking and baking, Jack and Luke are decorating the tree, and Jim with Quinn spend the day in the city, shopping for the necessities for the night and tomorrow morning.

Even though the day is chaotic, it is filled with good mood, laughing, singing Christmas carols, and love. And Amara didn’t feel this good about Christmas in a long time.

She never experienced this beautiful Christmas in her life, and she is glad that the first time she does, it is with her boyfriend's family.

The day goes by quickly, and when the clock hits six pm, everyone is standing by the dining table, ready to enjoy their Christmas dinner.

“So, we have this little tradition, we do every Christmas, before the dinner. You don’t have to do it, but all of us say three things that we are grateful for, and then Jim says a short prayer before we eat.” Ellen explains to Amara as they all make their way to their seats.

“Oh, that is sweet,” Amara smiles at all of them. “I’d love to do it with you.”

“You are sitting next to me, sissy.” Luke sneaks his arm around Amara's waist, leading her towards her seat next to him. Amara chuckles, her eyes finding Jack’s, who is looking at his brother in utter disbelief. “What?” Luke asks, with attitude. “You have her all the time. I want her too.”

Luke pulls out a chair for Amara, earning a smile from her. She places her hand on his back as she says, “Thank you, Lukey.”

“Always,” he grins, kissing the side of her head, before he sits down.

“Okay, so who wants to start?” Jim asks, sitting down next to Ellen, putting his hand across hers.

“I guess I can.” Quinn smiles, clasping his hands together. “I am grateful for all of your support. I am grateful for the opportunity to play in Minny. And lastly, I am grateful for all of you guys.”

“That is sweet Quinny.” Ellen smiles at her son, patting his shoulder. “I am grateful for the opportunity to work for Women’s hockey. I am also thankful for all of you. And I am grateful for you two figuring things out.” Ellen says, looking between Amara and Jack.

Amara smiles at her softly because she is grateful for that, too. “I am grateful for you, my love.” Jim smiles at his wife, pressing a quick kiss to her cheek. “I am grateful for you boys and for you, Berry. And I am grateful for my health.”

“I am grateful for being back on ice. I am grateful to you, Berry. I love you so much,” he smiles at Amara who blows him a kiss.

“I love you too, Jacky.” Amara smiles, her cheeks flushed with crimson.

“And lastly, I am grateful for you, too. You have been such a support to me lately. So, thank you so much.”

Just when it is Amara’s turn, she looks at Luke, hoping he gets the memo. “I am grateful for you, Amara. If it weren’t for you, we would be done,” he chuckles, his eyes going to Jack, who chuckles too. Because Luke is right. If it weren’t for Amara, they would be eating takeout every day. “I am grateful to be playing for the Devils for another few years with J. And I am grateful for you guys.”

Amara takes in a deep breath before she speaks. “I am really grateful for your inviting me wholeheartedly into your family. I am grateful for you being patient with me when my ADHD kicks in or when I get anxious and sometimes even over-dramatic. I know I am not easy to be with sometimes, and I apologize for that. And lastly, I am grateful for you, Jack. I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have you. You are really big support to me,” she sighs, feeling Luke's gaze on her. “You too Lukey. All of you actually. I am grateful for that, because you know… my family never did that for me. And you did, even though you didn’t have to.”

“But we want to Amara. You are part of our family.” Jim smiles at her, reaching his hand across the table to squeeze her’s.

“Thank you.” she smiles, he tone full of emotions, everyone can hear.

Later that night, everyone gathers in the living room to watch Home Alone. Ellen and Jim are lying on one sofa in a cozy hug. Quinn and Luke are lying on the floor as they play chess. And Jack and Amara are sitting on the second sofa, laptop on Jack’s, as they yet again search for their house.

Earlier today, Amara asked Luke to join them because he should have a say in it, too, when he pays the second half. But with a shake of his head, Luke refused, saying, “I don’t care how it looks, as long as I will have my own room and a bathroom, I am happy men. Plus, you should be the one who chooses it, sis.”

Amara was surprised about that, but after Luke assured her that he really didn’t care, Amara accepted it.

“What about this one?” Jack whispers as he clicks on a house in Townhouse style. He swipes through the photos, but when he looks at Amara, and he sees the same look she has every time, he knows that it's not this one.

Amara notices that Jack notices her look, and she sighs. “I am sorry I am being difficult about this.”

“No, you aren’t, baby,” he smiles down at her, pressing a kiss to her lips.

The next hour or so, the two of them spend scrolling through a large number of houses, but it isn’t until near the end of the first Home Alone movie, when Amara gasps, that she sees the house.

It is a house in an English cottage style, located in a peaceful part of New Jersey and not that far from the Rock. And Amara just knows that this is the house. Their house.

“I think we found our house,” Jack announces, startling everyone with his voice.

“Show me!” Luke is the first to get up, rushing towards them. He jumps behind the sofa, hunching over it, sticking his head between Jack and Amara’s. “Oh fuck, yeah,” he says, his eyes taking in the sight of the house.

“Language, Luke!” Ellen says sternly, but she walks to them to see the house too. “Wow, it looks magical,” she whispers.

“Yeah, it looks like our home,” Amara whispers, looking between Luke and Jack.

“Our new chapter,” Jack whispers, his hand finding Amara’s. He interlocks their fingers, bringing their hands to his lips to press a kiss on the back of her hand.

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