ImogenThe Valentine’s evening went without any hitches, and it was like a dream. The entire restaurant was lit with candles and soft lighting, and I have to say that Lukov’s new menu specifically designed for the evening went down a roaring success, it was divine and Cody was blown away. We had a photographer in and a journalist from the local press and I’m just perusing the online news this morning and looking at the beautiful images. Of course, there were many of Cody and many of Cody and I. He is our hometown celebrity after all. They even took some beautiful shots of Atlas and Fallon.We’re currently at their house right now as Fallon is in a flap about some wedding plan details. They have moved everything to June and since we’re in February she only has sixteen weeks left to plan. “So, what’s the big rush?” I ask her as she scrolls through her contact list to get hold of the bridal shop.“It’s a secret.” Her eyes don’t move up from the screen. A secret now I wonder what on earth
CodyWow all of a sudden everything is happening, and boy am I over the moon about it. All the long-distance relationship and constant travel to and from Minnesota will be over now. Well, except of course for visiting my folks but they understand it will be less frequent now that Imogen has moved in with me. It’s the morning of her arrival, I had to fly back without her because my coach demanded I be over the break and hit the ice for practice at seven a.m sharp, followed by a ninety-minute gym session and an hour in the pool. He’s driving us so hard but then I understand he wants the best from us, he wants us at our physical and mental peak.Immi is flying in with Luna, I know she still doesn’t fully trust Luna but honestly, I think Luna has turned a new leaf. The way she genuinely broke down on the sofa when I was at the Lake house makes me feel they were not crocodile tears. My assistant has had someone come in and place fresh cut flowers around in the kitchen, dining room, lounge a
ImogenHe feels so good as his lips press on mine, Cody tastes of mint and chocolate, nice combination. His tongue finds mine and explores, I hold him close to me and then move my legs to wrap around his waist so he can carry me into the bedroom from the kitchen, all thoughts of bothering to eat are now totally out of the window. I am craving this man so bad that it’s literally insane. We’ve not seen each other for two days but it feels like it as an eternity, even though the time went quicker than chocolate ice cream melting under a baking hot sun.“You taste so good, darlin’.” He tells me as he kicks the bedroom door open and lays me gently on the bed as if I am some fragile piece of china. It’s adorable. Then I watch as Cody begins to unbutton his shirt causing me to salivate as he exposes those glorious pecs of his which I swear to God look bigger than the last time I saw him. Okay, I know that’s nigh on impossible, but I’m telling you this man looks like a God. As if he’s teasing
CodyIt feels as if I can still taste Imogen on my lips. Coach is having us do drills this morning and working our butts off, and I’m already sweating. I didn’t want to be here this morning, I wanted to be at home snuggled up with Immi on our first day together, our first day together for the rest of our lives. My mind isn’t on practice it’s on last night and they way she felt with her legs wrapped around my waist, being so needy for friction against her tight, wet pussy as she begged me to drive harder and faster into her. The way her screams filled the ranch, I kid you not Luna could have heard her a quarter of a mile away.“Brannigan, head on the ice and not on your love life.” Coach yells out to me, fucker.“You’re so pussy whipped, Bro.” Hawk says as he passes me the puck to drive into the net. I flip him the bird.“You’ll be next, Bro mark my words. That young thing you’ve been seeing she’s gonna want a ring on her finger.”“Nah, not me mate, I’ve made it perfectly clear to her t
ImogenShopping is actually turning out to be a whole lot of fun with Luna, who’d have guessed. We, it turns out have the same taste in so many things from nail polish color, clothes and shoes. But what we do both excel at is shopping for baby stuff, we are lost in a baby shop right now and I swear I could spend so much money in here. We have already chosen the crib, it's a beautiful white wood crib with one of those pretty canopies over the top, cute white cushioning around it and Luna chose a matching bed set. I couldn’t help myself and bought a lemon one to match the nursery.We’ve bought stuffed animals and a huge Donkey from the Disney movie that will sit in the corner, the baby is going to be spoilt so badly and I just hope that both Luna and Cody will ground it because oh boy, it’s going to be hard to resist a baby Brannigan anything. I’m already in love with her and she’s not biologically mine.“You want herbal tea, Luna?” I ask as I move us out of the shop before we do anymore
CodyMan, I’m nervous for Atlas, it’s been a couple of weeks of playing hard hockey and having the few days back here in Minnesota for Atlas’ wedding is nice downtime. Boy is he nervous and his mom is clucking around like a mother hen, it’s kinda adorable. I cannot wait to see Immi in her bridesmaid dress, it’s all been hush, hush from the bride’s side.We arrived yesterday afternoon and had a big meal with his folks in one of the finer restaurants downtown in Minnesota, his parents couldn’t look prouder and it’s evident just how much they adore Fallon.Seeing him now in his wedding outfit, charcoal pants with a pin stripe, a white crips button down, sporting sapphire cufflinks handed down from his daddy, a pinstripe waistcoat and a charcoal jacket with tails, is surreal. Where did our lives go, it’s gone so quick like in a flash.One minute we were skating around being goofy and landing on our asses then we were skating with kid’s hockey sticks and a puck, our dads coming to the ice w
ImogenFallon and Atlas’ wedding was a dream, everything went smoothly, and I am now so excited to start planning our wedding. We have opted for a fall wedding which gives me roughly five to six months to plan, and the baby will have been born by then. Exciting times.The way Cody took me to bed after the wedding, a week later as I sit in behind the rink screens has me pooling and clenching my thighs together. That and watching him whizz around the ice, he’s the fastest player out there right now. Even the hosts keep talking about the legend that is Cody Brannigan. It makes my heart swell.He skates to the glass and puts his gloved hand on it, I get up and run down the step and place mine on it to mirror his. “I love you, darlin’,” he tells me. I mouth back that I love him too then tell him to go kick some ass. He gives me a salute and turns back on the ice whilst I go back to my place and pick my phone back up and record. I know there are reruns of the reruns of every game, but I love
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
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