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ImogenI hear the door go since my bedroom door is open and storm through to the open plan lounge area to be greeted by four huge burly hockey players. Immediately I go on the defensive and fold my arms in front of my chest. “Another party?” I ask pissed off. That man is going shopping with me if I have to drag him by his fucking gorgeous hair that is flopping in his eyes right now.Cody’s eyes open wide like he has seen some kind of monster standing in his lounge. “No, no party. What’s got into you?” He asks with raised eyebrows.“You. That’s what has gotten into me. We have shopping to do.” I keep my arms in the defensive position across my chest. Calli and Logan snicker standing next to him.“Don’t you have an assistant for that, man?” Calli asks. I shoot him a daggers look that could kill him. He quickly shifts on his feet and bows his head down. He mumbles something but I don’t catch it.“Yeah I do as a matter of fact.” He drawls, that damn voice of his is so smooth, it’s like si
Cody “We are not going in that death trap?” Jeez if she thinks I am getting in that rust bucket car of hers she has another thing coming. “Besides, I can only fit my right foot in it. Have you seen how small that damn car is?” Naturally, Immi looks offended and outraged. After all her car is her prized possession and I really ought not to shoot my mouth off but seriously, the clapped out green Volkswagen Beetle has seen better days. “There is nothing wrong with Giles.” She says indignantly. I scoff because there is everything wrong with her VW Beetle. For a start it looks like it needs a new hood and doors, the rust at the bottom makes it look like the doors are about to drop off any second. “Giles?” “What’s wrong with giving my car a name. I’ve had him ever since I was seventeen.” “Yeah and it was a death trap then. I’m surprised your parents have let you keep the damn thing and yeah, Giles. Really?” I do not trust myself to even touch the door handle, knowing my strength I am li
Imogen I am trying so hard not to look at his ass as he walks in front of me like he owns the goddamn shop. Honestly, who does Cody think he is? But he does draw a lot of stares and comments. A young boy comes running up to him before we’ve even got inside the shop. “Hey, Mr Brannigan can I have your autograph please?” He’s adorable, I’d say about seven years of age with blonde hair that hangs to his chin. “Timmy, leave Mr Brannigan alone. Sorry. He’s just one of your biggest fans.” The mother looks apologetic and pushes her long dark hair away from her face and grabs her son’s hand. “No problem ma’am. Sure little fella. What’s your name?” Brannigan actually crouches down so his face is the same height as little Timmy’s. Wow. He is so fucking sweet. It’s making me melt just watching him interact with the kid, it’s hurting my ovaries. Holy crap. “Are you sure?” Asks his mother as she ferrets around inside her large brown bag, no doubt looking for a pen and something for Cody to sign
CodyI come round the corner laden with pizzas for me and my guys tonight and some beers and whoa. Who TF is she talking to? I know that guy. Is he hitting on Immi? I practically run towards her almost dropping the pizzas. I knew I should have taken the trolley. That would be the empty trolley since Immi doesn’t seem to have moved much since coming in.That’s obviously because she has been way too busy chatting with Dean friggin Hopper. He only plays centre for our opposition and we’re only up against them next week. Where did he spring from? My eyes narrow as I take in the situation. Immi sure is doing a lot of hair flicking with that pony of hers. Her hand touches his arm. Twice. TWICE.“What’s going on?” I say as I approach them. Immi jumps out of her own skin.“Darn you, Brannigan why you gotta shock me like that? What is wrong with you?” She looks pissed. Again. “This is Dean,” I stop her right there.“I know who that is. He’s playing us next week. Centre position to mine. Hopper
ImogenMy little outburst hasn’t deterred him one little bit. Instead, he stood in the middle of the fruit section threw his head back and laughed out loud. Embarrassing. Like he doesn’t attract enough attention as it is. That and you can’t walk around the supermarket with a mountain of a man and go unnoticed. Especially not one that looks like a male model, has gorgeous warm eyes, sexy tattoos running up and down his arms and is Cody Brannigan, the most famous hockey player at the moment. He doesn’t care as he continues to laugh.I am swaying between wanting to slap him only I can’t reach him that easily since I am only five six to his six foot +, and feeling like he’s the sex god I want to fill me up. This is so unreal that I am grappling with how I feel right now.“Get over yourself, Brannigan.”“I can’t. You’re so damn adorable when you get mad.” Did he just say what I think he said? Did he call me adorable? Oh. My. God. The jerk thinks I am adorable when I’m mad. Seriously? I can
Cody I chuckle because she is so damn funny when she is mad. I just want to tear those jeans off her with my teeth and bury my head between her legs. We’re back home now and suffice to say Miss Huffy Britches has been silent all the way back from the mall and supermarket. Don’t matter to me, I expect nothing less of bratty Imogen. Some things I guess will never change. What is irritating me is how attracted I am to her, could be that I’m just feeling horny and need a good sexing. I know just the girl to call. Cassie is always on hand whenever I need a quick lay. She doesn’t expect anything from me and I don’t from her. We’re just fuck buddies. Cassie is one of our cheerleading girls so to speak. There are five of them who are always at the rink when we play and when they know there is a practice session going. She’s tall with colt like legs, long chocolate colored hair and deep brown eyes. She’s also a politics major and has some serious brain power on her. But she isn’t looking for
Imogen “I’m twenty-one, Atlas. You do not get to tell me how to dress. You hook up with girls who don’t even wear panties so get over yourself.”“Dean?” I almost screech like a baby and cough to reassert my voice into sounding like a man instead of a child. “I told ya darlin’ you can’t go out with him.”“Hell I can and I am. We’re going out for a coffee okay. No big deal. I won’t be hanging my lacy panties on his dash.” Wow now Atlas looks like he wants to strangle me and Cody, well let’s just say that he looks like he is having some kind of seizure. Glad to see that so far Logan and Calli are staying out of this. Until that is Calli opens his mouth.“Yeah, you know he kinda plays around a lot.”“Don’t all you hockey players? I’m surprised you guys can even stand up on your skates let alone run around shooting the puck and defending yourselves with the amount of sex you guys get.” I grab my keys from my turquoise sequined bag thrown over my front and jangle them.“See you guys later.
ImogenI am seething, red hopping, angry-mad. I will kill him, I swear I will when I see him. This is so humiliating. How could he? How could he? And to threaten Dean. What is wrong with that asshole?Sure, I get it. Nobody wants to have the shit kicked out of them at any time, let alone when they’re on the ice in front of thousands of screaming fans and definitely not when there’s a Stanley Cup game taking place. Is Dean spineless? Couldn’t he have just told Cody where to go? In any case none of that matters now, he said goodbye quicker than fire starting on dry grass and I’m left sitting here like a loser in the bar/diner. Fuck me this is shit.“Another coffee.” This time it’s a young lad that asks me. I have no idea where Hoolaghan went probably to take care of business out the back. I shake my head.“No thanks. I’m about to leave.” I drop him some cash on the bar and gather my bag together and lightweight jacket I brought with me. You know because I was anticipating being out much
Imogen I’m whistling as I rifle through my journal that I’m about to write in. My hair is in a messy bun atop my head, and I’ve changed into my yellow with daisies on, pj shorts and a black vest top, to be comfortable. I’ve got so much to write about and so much to write also in my gratitude journal. I’ve been journalling for years now, and it used to be my therapy, not that I need any therapy now. Everything in my life is pretty perfect. Autumn is coming over in an hour and we’re having a girl’s night in with some wine, pizza and movie snacks. More than likely, we’ll watch some of our favorite movies, something like How to lose a guy in ten days with Kate Hudson. I absolutely love her as does Autumn. I wanted to be just like her until I realized I was never going to have her hair, her looks or that damn cute, quirky smile she has. But I’m happy with who I am and what’s more, Cody adores me and thinks I’m sexy. That makes me giggle as I sit down cross legged on the bed, propping a c
Cody The guys are raucous on board, we’re all looking for a great game in Vegas and I’m especially looking forward to seeing one of my old buddies again, Franklin H. He isn’t in NHL but used to be and has since retired. He decided to get married to his sweetheart that he met on his last draft right here in Vegas, and stayed right here where he now coaches the little kids. His life seems to be pretty sewn up and it’s been a while since we’ve hooked up. I can’t stop grinning because I know when I get back home my girl, Immi is going to be waiting for me and I am dying to hear her news about the unit. “You are grinning like the cat that got the cream.” Calli says. I grin my goofy grin. “Yeah, could say the same about you, you douchebag. How was your night?” “You know I never spill the beans, bad boy. Suffice to say Autumn and I had a good evening.” He winks. “She’s going back to NYC you know that, right?” I tell him as I shift in my seat and pop my seatbelt on since our steward has
Imogen I hear the car horn outside, it’s dad. We changed our plans and for him to collect me. Autumn said she wanted a lay in and would meet us at the unit on Main Street. I am betting that just like me, my bestie has orgasm hang over. It makes me chuckle. We’re such a pair and fancy both of us being with hockey players and from the same team. I tell you; we always do things together. I’m not dreaming of us both in white wedding gowns walking down the aisle together to meet our husbands to be. Honestly. Checking I’ve turned the coffee machine off and have my black throw over my shoulder bag, I grab the house keys from the side table by the door, slip into my black ballet pumps and head out the door locking it behind me. “Excited?” Dad asks as I jump in the car on the passenger side. “Oh. My. God. Dad. So excited.” I can see he has a glint in his eye and is smiling. “Good. I’m excited for you too. Your mom and I are so proud of you darling. We thought you’d give up on your dream o
Cody My alarm goes off and I am tired. Being up with Immi most of the night has tired me out. That girl is insatiable and I fucking love it. I never thought I’d meet a woman who had the same sex drive as me but seriously, my baby is like a tiger in the bedroom and her mouth can be so dirty, not to mention her energy. In one way it’s a good job I’m going to be in Vegas on my own because I’m not sure how I could get through a grueling game after an all-night sex session with my darlin’. We must have got to sleep around two a.m when she told me her pussy couldn’t take anymore. It’s now five thirty and my driver will be here in thirty minutes. Immi stirs next to me. “You leaving, baby?” She asks, her voice all sleep husky, it’s so damn sexy. “Yeah, sorry for waking you. I’ve got thirty minutes to get ready.” Immi sits up in bed, her hair falls around her shoulders and she definitely looks like a woman who had a good seeing to last night. I grin, kiss her on the lips. Man, I love those
Imogen I let myself back in to Cody’s house and just breathe in. This is really happening. My life, the one I thought was over and in a pity party about not that long ago, having to move back to my folks and come work for Cody – is finally happening and I cannot believe the major turn in events. The sun is streaming through the windows, seriously, you need shades in here as it bounces off the wood floor and turns it a golden color. Beautiful. Laying my keys down on the island I grab a glass from the cupboard and pour myself some water from the cooler on the fridge. I’m just so happy, did I already tell you that? I am over the moon; my insides constantly feel like they’re fizzing and I have this perma-grin on my face. I must look like a total dork walking around like this. Cody Brannigan and I, we’re together and it still hasn’t really hit me. But being back here in his house, I think it just has. This will be my life well except for when he has to go to Dallas. I’m confident we’re
CodyMy folk’s house is bedlam. Holly, my sister is already here with my niece, Riley and nephew Jacob. I’ve not seen them for a week or more, so I am happy to know they’re here today. I love them so much; they make my heart melt.There is noise coming from inside as I slip my trainers off in the hallway, mom has a no shoes policy in the house, and we’ve been trained well since childhood.“Uncle Cody. Uncle Cody.” Riley is the first to greet me as she runs towards me, her pigtails flying and wearing a pink tutu skirt and a pink leotard. She’s obviously just come from her ballet class. I pick her up and swing her around then give her a big hug and sloppy kiss.“You are here. Fantastic.” Jacob who is six says. I ruffle his head with my one hand as he swings his arms around my legs and grabs me.“Hey guys. I am here. It’s been a while huh?” I know in a kid’s life just a few days can feel like weeks. Don’t you remember how when you were a kid, and were excited for something, the days drag
ImogenDragging myself away from Cody was so difficult, I never want to be apart from him, but I do need to visit with my folks and catch up with Autumn. As tired as I am and all I want to do is flop into bed with Cody, have awesome orgasms then sleep curled up into his strong arms, that isn’t going to happen today. And, I do have to catch up with dad so we can discuss the unit. I’m so excited and have so many ideas.I pull up at my folk’s house and see that Atlas is already here since his black BMW convertible is on the drive. Getting out of my car I notice that the air is already much cooler, we’re practically at Thanksgiving and I love the season. It’s that time of year for woolly socks, beanie bobble hats, snuggly jumpers and hot chocolate. My all-time favorite season.“Hey, I’m here.” I shout out as I slip my Vans off in the hallway by Atlas’ trainers. Boy, has he got big feet. It makes me smile, he’s like a giant but then so is Cody. He makes me feel like a China doll when he ho
Imogen It feels so good to be back in Minnesota. I am so tired from sexing with Cody literally all night and had so many orgasms that after the fifth one I stopped counting. I ache between my legs, but it’s that kind of ache that lets you know what an amazing night you had. Seriously though, Cody Brannigan needs to come with a health warning. He’s fatal to a girl with his amazing looks, huge dick, and the way he makes you lose yourself is lethal. He is my addiction and there’s not a damn thing I can go about it. Nothing at all and you know what? I don’t want to do anything about it. “It feels good, right?” I hear him say as he brings in the last of our bags. I know we’ve only been travelling between Dallas and Vancouver for a couple of days or so, but it feels like I’ve been away for weeks. I’m so excited to show Autumn around where I live, to meet my folks and to chill out some more. I can’t believe this girl of mine has taken some vacation. She never takes vacation. This VP posit
Cody I watch as Immi steps out of the lift, her ass is swaying, it’s literally begging me to slap it and my hand is literally itching to do so. Only, I’m not entirely sure how she feels about slapping. There is still so much about Immi that I do not know. I mean I know she’s pretty much open to anything but there must be some boundaries. The fun will be in finding out. Our brief night out with the guys and her bestie was fun. And yes, the girls did beat us at pool. I had no idea that Autumn was such a hustler, it was funny to watch Calli as he swayed from being upset, he didn’t win and being in total admiration from the woman he has an eye on. “What you thinking, Stud?” She turns and asks me as she slips off her footwear and throws herself on the bed. “Whether I should slap that firm ass of yours.” “Oo, I like the sound of that, big boy. C’mon over here and see what you can do.” She teases me as she begins to undress herself. “Leave your bra and panties on.” I command. “I bet you