Cody The shower felt so good over my aching body, now I feel like just going back to the hotel and going to sleep and maybe sending Immi a message. I can’t stand this not really talking with her. It’s killing me. The euphoria of the win is starting to wear off and then there’s the whole debacle shit show for being harassed whilst I’m out. What’s going on with me? It wasn’t that long ago that I’d love nothing more than to do go out, get drunk and get off with some puck bunny then it all changed the first moment Immi stepped inside my home. That young kid with braces and the annoying little thing that she was, constantly following Atlas and I around grew up and took my breath away as she stood in my house with Atlas that morning. I could tell by the stormy look on her face she wasn’t happy to be there. Neither one of us was particularly happy, I didn’t need a nutironist and I didn’t need a wet nurse and she couldn’t stand to be close to me. Man, it was bad. Yet, the attraction was ob
Imogen I’m starting to get tired. Watching Cody on the ice was like watching a ballerina with his grace, the way he slides and cuts through, it makes my heart swell with pride. You know he has worked so hard all his life for these moments. It was kind of sad seeing him go through the tunnel, all I wanted was a last minute to see his beautiful face. His hair, when he took the helmet off was soaked and clinging to his scalp, I could see the curls at the bottom on the nape of his neck. I adore those curls. Sighing, I put my hot water bottle on the bedside, the pain in my stomach has now gone down to a low dull ache. It’s manageable. A few more days and this damn period will be over. Thankfully, I only have them for a couple of days. Unlike Autumn who really suffers, and they can last more than a week. My folks will be out with Cody’s folks for a while, they will no doubt have a few glasses of wine, the guys will have cold beers and chat around the fire pit they have outside. I’m so pl
Cody Jackson our bodyguard, a huge hulking kind of guy manages to stop the people trying to crowd round our car from getting too close, he looks menacing and his whole demeanour is one of do not mess with me. We hired him for a reason. He’s one of the best, an ex-Marine and has always got our back. “Have a good evening, guys.” He says as I get out of the car last. The train of thought was that Atlas, Calli and Nolan would flank me, and I’d be able to tuck in behind them with Jackson taking up the front until we got into the club. My assistant had called the manager before we arrived to let them know we’re on our way and that we need VIP access with no hassle and to have a couple of guys on the inside of the club to escort us to the VIP area. Not saying there won’t be jerks up there too, but usually we’re left pretty much to our own devices when we go to the VIP areas. The throng of people are pushing but Jackson pushes back. “Step out of the way and let these guys forward. Just lik
Imogen I slept rubbish last night. It’s tearing me up that Cody is missing me as much as I miss him. Having seen Luna all over social in the early hours when I couldn’t sleep, and the interview has left me sick to the core and drained. I don’t even have the energy to get up out of bed and I have so much for the opening to do yet. Autumn, thankfully is coming down next week and I am looking forward to having my bestie by my side. I wish she didn’t live all those miles away in New York. I miss her like crazy. FaceTime and messaging aren’t the same. “Honey, are you getting up this morning or not feeling too well?” I hear my mom say from the other side of the door. I am wondering if my folks and Cody’s caught sight of Luna with the sports journo. “Sure, I’m getting up just, you know, I didn’t sleep too well, Mom.” I fling my arms over my face, which I bet is blotchy from crying on and off all night. “Should I make you some waffles?” Her voice is laced with concern. Bless her, she is s
Imogen He catches me before my legs completely give way and I fall to the ground. One moment I’m on wobbly legs the next in his muscular, strong arms. He looks like he hasn’t slept or shaved in a few days as I take in the stubble around his strong, defined jaw line. “Oh my god, what are you doing here?” I ask as he holds me in his arms, and I inhale whiskey and mint. “Have you been drinking? Are you drunk?” “No darlin’. But I had to come to you. We went to a club, and I had a couple of drinks. When the guys showed me what Luna had said I had to come back to you.” “You couldn’t have slept. When was the last time you slept?” My concern is evident in my voice. I cling to him. Now he has me in his arms I don’t want him to let me go. Our faces are so close, our lips are almost touching. “I did sleep before the game just an hour.” I can tell he is urging to crush my lips with his. “You didn’t have to get a flight at some unearthly hour just to come and see me, Cody. We could have talke
Cody There isn’t anything I can do right now; I know I need to give her the space she deserves. It’s a helluva lot to get your head round, shit if I am struggling then she must be too. And yeah, who knows what Luna has up her sleeve next. “Do you still want me to come to the opening night. I mean, I can duck out if you prefer?” I ask her. Not wanting to leave. The sight of her fills my senses, she is my oxygen but no matter how much I tell her I love her, there is going to be no swaying her. “Do you want to come? It’s up to you.” Right, so she isn’t giving anything away. I rake my hands through my messed-up hair. I need a shave; I’m shattered from having had no sleep and I ache from the game. What I need is to get in my tub back home and let the warm water over me and the tension evaporate. “Of course I want to come. I want to be here to support you. I also know what a media circus this could turn out to be.” “I guess it will be o.t.t.” She sits down on the chair opposite me and
Imogen As we both stand, I feel myself being pulled towards him, he is a magnetic force and I can’t resist him. I know I shouldn’t do this; I know in the long run it could end up hurting me even more than it already does. Fate can be a weird thing and at the moment our fate is on a thin line, who knows how bad things will get with Luna or how he will feel when he sees his baby for the first time. Cody reaches for my hand, and I allow him to take it. Tingles run instantly up and down my spine, the good kind. He moves slightly so we don’t have the table between us and pulls me into him. God, I’ve missed his strong arms around me, his woody scent and his pure hard chest as my head cradles against it. He tightens his grip on me. “I’m never letting you go, darlin’. You are my entire world; I can’t breathe without you. You are my lifeline, my oxygen.” He kisses the top of my head and I then lift my head. Our lips meet, his are so soft like silk as he presses against my own. I part my lip
Cody My heart is literally singing, and I am over the moon. I didn’t come here to see her by ditching my team on a night out after a win, expecting that Immi would agree for us to date again. That was a pipeline dream, I wanted to see her again, to talk to her and reassure her that if she wanted to wait until my kid is born, then I’d be patient. And being a hockey player, let me tell you I am a very patient and very determined man. You see, you all know how much I love this girl, like I told her, she is my oxygen. I can’t survive without her. To hear her tell me she’ll date me again is like music to my ears. Keeping it a secret, that’s going to be a little harder, but we can try. Then there’s the fact that I’m being drafted to Dallas in now just four weeks’ time. Soon after her opening, which I get that I can’t attend. She is right, it’d be total chaos and I don’t want that for her opening night. The long-distance thing and keeping our relationship a secret, Man, that is going to be
Bonus Epilogue – CodyI watch Immi holding our baby boy, who we called Miles, he’s just three months old and Immi is a natural mother. My heart swells watching her holding him in her arms whilst her mother fusses around her.Her father slaps me on the back, “you did us proud, Cody. I couldn’t wish for a better man for my grandbaby and little Summer. That girl is a firecracker, she’s got you eating out of the palm of her hand.”“Don’t I know it, Sir. My boy will be the same.” We chuckle as we watch my Minnesota team enjoy a few colds ones on the grass that leads down to the lake out back of my Lake home. Immi and I are back now, we’ve come full circle from the first moment she came back into my life to be my nutironist and the sparring of words that took place back then.Who’d have thought that in just two years I’d be married to my gorgeous wife, have a baby girl who totters around everywhere and is obsessed with her baby brother and a baby boy. We plan on going for six kids, hell I’d
Imogen – EpilogueLife has been wonderful to us; our wedding was a dream with all our friends and family around us and the entire hockey teams for Minnesota and for Austin. Of course, as Cody is such a big name, we had to have one of the top celebrity magazine photographers attending and the exclusive pictures in the magazine were amazing. My mom’s cake she made for us was something out of a movie, five tiers, with one chocolate and one vanilla sponge alternating to the top, frosted in a delicate cream frosting with an iced arch at the top, she even made tiny flowers to match the wedding flowers to decorate it. I’m telling you, my mother is a baking wonder.It's been a year since our wedding and I am the happiest I have ever been. Little Summer is crawling and sort of walking, I swear I need eyes in the back of my head. Her blonde curls are to die for and those big blue eyes of hers, well she is a daddy’s girl and the way that Cody is with her, it makes my heart melt. He is the best d
Cody – December 21st “You look worried, Man you need to chill out. She’s going to be here.” I take a look at Atlas in his striped, grey charcoal pants, his matching waistcoat, the button down white shirt and the cream cravat. We’re matching today, it seems surreal we match on the ice and now we match as I stand in the bedroom of my Lake House nervous as hell, about to go out the back and take my place to wait for my beautiful bride to come down the aisle on her daddy’s arm. I exhale.“I am chilled out, but what if I let her down? What if I’m not the husband she wants to spend the rest of her life with? What if she thinks she wants to fly?” He pats me on the shoulder.“Listen to me, Bro. I like that now we’re going to be proper bro’s no getting away from me now. She loves you, Immi is besotted with you, that girl knows her own mind and if she didn’t think you were right for her, she’d have off-skied a long fucking time ago. So, now stop. This is your day as much as it is hers and you n
ImogenSummer is a dream, honestly you couldn’t ask for a happier baby, she hardly cries and always holds out her chubby little hands when she sees me, and don’t even get me started on when she sees her daddy. Oh, my it makes my ovaries ache something crazy and I literally cannot wait the next two months for our wedding.Where has the time gone? It’s literally insane. Where to start, first Cody did bring the Stanley Cup home for Austin during the event in June. He is now officially a legend, the crowds went absolutely nuts for him and the team, we have been inundated with so much press and media attention that sometimes it feels stifling, but I have to accept it because being married to the man who won both years in a row for his teams with hattricks in both games, is going to be a major thing. He could happily hang his skates now if he wanted to. He has achieved all the dreams he ever had as a child in his ice hockey career. Although, I have to admit, I would miss going to the games w
CodyWatching Luna giving birth was surreal, she didn’t make a fuss or create and scream the hospital down, she took it all in her stride, showing her strength and dignity. Seeing the crown of my baby girl’s head brought tears to my eyes.We’re all in the private room and Luna holds our baby in her arms, swaddled in a pale pink blanket, Immi and I have both held her and oh my, I can’t begin to tell you the way I feel. My heart expanded and fluttered like crazy, the love that I feel for this tiny little girl is unbelievable and the way I want to protect her and keep her safe, Man it’s blowing my mind.“So beautiful, Luna.” Immi says her smile wide on her face, her eyes shining like diamonds. “I think she has Cody’s cute nose,” she touches the baby’s face, yes, we still need to name her.“Cody, can you take her, then settle her down, I’m pretty exhausted and will nap.”“Absolutely,” I extend my arms to take our baby girl. “Come here Princess my daddy’s little girl.” Immi giggles and I ca
Imogen – five months later“I’m coming hold on.” I shout to Cody as he calls me from the front door. We’re due to go riding this morning but we’re both on edge kind of as it has already gone past Luna’s due date by a week. She is totally fed up and just wants the baby to drop. NOW.I rush to step into my riding boots, Ben is coming with us - he has become a real fixture of our bizarre family set up. And the best thing is that he has gotten closer to Luna. How amazing is that since Ben would often keep Luna company on her cabin porch when Cody and I were travelling to his ice hockey games.Fallon has been a dream constantly popping over to see us and also Luna, to be honest I think she has found a friend in Luna too. They’re both in the same position with pregnancies and Fallon stopped travelling to the away games with Atlas about three months ago.Life can be weird at times but in a good way. The one person who caused so much heartache for Cody and I, is now a firm friend and not just
CodyHer pussy feels wet as I glide my fingers over the lace of her panties, Imogen is so damn beautiful it can bring me to my knees. “I missed you darlin’,” I tell her as I kiss her neck making her tingle and squirm, I know it’s a feeling of delight and tickling as she giggles at my touch.“You were only gone during today, Brannigan,” she giggles as I nip at her neck, whilst continuing to stroke through her soaking panties.“A second is too long to be away from you, I swear Immi you do something to me that makes me want to be glued to your side. It’s a job to take myself away from you.”“You’re such a smooth talker, Brannigan. I feel the same way.” I know she does, whenever we get the opportunity on my away games that she doesn’t travel with me, we make sure to call each other it seems like every few hours around the games and photoshoots, signing autographs, sponsor meetings and the such like. And when I am at practice hell, we still talk regularly in the day. I feel like I cannot b
Imogen – One Month LaterTime has gone by so quickly, and yes Cody did go on to play with a broken jaw in New York. I went with him and held my breath the entire game, least ways that is how it felt. One more injury and he could have been off the ice for a while. He’s a stubborn old mule is what he is, but they won and he went on to score a hat trick, for those of you who don’t know what that is, it’s when a player scored three goals in a single game. Of course Cody was over the moon, the crowd went nuts even the New York fans.So, where else have we travelled? Let’s see we played a couple of home games, we went to Winnipeg which was fun and I got to do some sightseeing and his folks came too. We are bonding much more and I am loving how much they care about me. His ma even made me a beautiful sweater even though we are heading into Spring, it’s a soft blush pink mohair with daisies. She is so clever, the last time I tried knitting it was a total disaster and I ended up having to ask
CodyWhat the fuck, did I pass out or something? I’m in a room with hooks up to me and darkness filtering through some lemon shade blinds, Immi is sitting by my bed holding my hands and tears on her face. “Hey darlin’,” I manage feeling like I have been run over by a truck or something, I ache in my ribs, my pelvis and my face is fucking sore.“Cody, baby. Are you in pain?”“Some it’s not so bad. What the hell happened?“You were taken down on the ice. They say you have a bad concussion and a broken nose, and your jaw is fractured.”“Hey, don’t cry it could have been a whole lot worse. Least ways I can still play.”“No way, Brannigan.” Just as she says that a man in his fifties or so comes in with dark hair, splattering of grey at the temples and kind green eyes, not dark or emerald just plain green like leaves in the spring.“Good to see you awake, Brannigan. You took several shots to the head. Your jaw is fractured, I am guessing this lady has already told you that. We assessed your