Rooting for our guys on this game xxx
Imogen“Do you want some popcorn for the game?” Mom asks as she busies herself in the kitchen. I swear my mom spends her entire life either in the kitchen or the garden. I’m just kidding she does do a lot for charity and helps out at the retirement home too. She certainly is a busy woman and has more engagements than my pop has with his firm.“Yes please, Mom.” I shout out as I slip into my fluffy pink slippers thinking it sure is going to be weird when I’m not living at home anymore. It’ll be even stranger living on my own, in New York I had a flat share with three other girls. I’ve already told you they were models so you can imagine all the paraphernalia in the bathroom, make up, shampoos, conditioners, face masks, lotions and potions, nail polishes everywhere. Clothes hanging up after showers for the wrinkles to die out in the steam.Yes, my own space will be so welcome, but I will miss having mom and dad around me and all this care and home cooking. “Coming right up, Honey. Go si
Cody WTF, I’ve just glanced up to the box don’t ask my why. It is a habit having had Immi at my games and searching out her amazing smile and the way she claps when I score and waves that cute damn wave of hers. Only, I’m seeing Luna standing up clapping as I scored the last goal, I say I couldn’t do this on my own. I rely heavily on my wingmen and on Atlas to help get the goal set up. But that woman is jumping up and down and is she wearing my jersey? Holy fucking shit, she is wearing my jersey. That woman has no right, absolutely no damn right to be wearing anything that is remotely connected to and what is she holding. Someone drown me right now. There is a camera practically in her face as she waves something around in the air. “Fuck, Man. Are you seeing this?” Atlas says as he skates towards me. I nod, seething. “She’s going to be on every tv screen in the US. Immi will be watching; it’s going to kill her.” He says. Like I don’t know that already only I’m miles away from the g
Imogen“Oh, Immi they’ve won isn’t that amazing and they’re saying that Cody is a record breaker and will go in the Hall of Fame. That’s marvellous.” My mom is saying, whilst my dad claps away. Of course he is ecstatic, his son, my brother, Atlas has done good too.And whereas I really want to be overjoyed for them, which of course I am, truly I am. A part of me is hurting so bad seeing Luna in the box and holding up a tiny baby grow thing that matches Cody’s jersey. It sickens me to my stomach that she is there. I feel like I could easily vomit, and beads of sweat are on my forehead.“Are you okay, honey you look as pale as a ghost?” Mom asks and touches my head. “You’re all warm, Immi what’s wrong.” Concern evident in her voice.“Nothing, nothing. I’m fine.” Did they not both just see the camera on Luna’s face and the whole spectacle for the world to see? Or are they trying to ignore it? I mean, after all they have no idea that I am back with Cody at the moment.And who invited her
ImogenI lay on my bed now changed into my yellow pajamas with daisies on them, they’re my go2 and comfort pjs. I settle back under the duvet resting on the pillows behind me and dare to look at my mobile with my heart in my mouth. Least ways, that is how it feels. My mouth is dry, and my stomach is churning. It’s the dread of not knowing what he is going to have to say that has prevented me from checking as soon as I got to my room.Oh, no. Instead, I brushed my teeth, brushed my hair, and got changed and now and only now, do I have the mobile in front of me. I’m scared in case he tells me that he is going to go with Luna and be one big happy family, I’m scared of how I will feel if this is the case. Damn it, I have no choice I need to read them. The fact that he walked away from the interview tells me he is desperate to get hold of me.I press in my code to unlock my mobile and start to read.Hey darlin’ how are you doing? I guess not so great. I know you were watching the game at h
Cody “You can’t just walk off an interview like that. What the hell are you thinking?” Coach is not happy with me. “You are the top of your game; you need to handle yourself with more professionalism. I want an explanation. For Christ’s sake, you just won the semi-finals, you’re in the history books for your plays, what has got into you?” I huff and fold my arms in front of my chest. “Luna is what’s gotten into me. I want to know why she was here and why she was in the private area without anyone telling me or even asking me. What kind of shit show is this?” I am fuming. Of course I am. At least I have messaged with Immi and from the sound of it, we are still good. Just, I should imagine, because my heart is on thin strings knowing that she could easily break. Afterall, this is the reason she called it quits in the first place. And I cannot lose her again. If it means I have to walk away, then that is precisely what I will do. Nothing is coming between her and I. Listen, I swear to G
Imogen I’m standing in the flat above the restaurant, it looks amazing with freshly painted walls, my bookcase up and some furniture I found with dad at the local thrift store. I’ve opted for a bohemian look and am so in love with my new space, in particular the patchwork look two-seater sofa and matching chair. Throwing myself down on it, I smile. Yes, the whole darn business with Luna at the rink is still at the forefront of my mind and the worry that Cody will change his mind but right now, I’m too ecstatic about having my own place finally, to even let that disturb me. That and Cody is coming back home later today. I’ve already told my folks that I am staying over at my apartment from tonight. Dad is brining my already packed clothes over and I’ve been bringing my vast collection of books over each time I came to do work at the restaurant and the apartment. I am looking forward to sorting them all out, they’ve been in boxes far too long since I left New York and I’ll also be bri
Cody Can’t this damn plane go any faster? I am eager to see Immi and also, I need to get to her before anyone starts mouthing off about me having to be friendly with Luna. My manager has spoken to her already, he placed a call in early this morning to let her know I was prepared to meet up. The last thing I need is for Luna to post something out and for Immi to see it first. It’ll literally kill her. Have I got high anxiety? You bet I have. My knees are bouncing up and down, the guys are quiet around me, they know. I told them last night when we were out at the restaurant. I left soon after the meal, they all went and hit a club, Atlas didn’t go with them, he wanted to get back to his hotel room to speak with Fallon. They’ve managed to keep their relationship going long-distance for over three years now. I am hoping that Immi and I can last the two years that I’ll be away in Dallas and with a manic schedule of traveling between games. “You okay, Man? You’re nervous as hell.” Atlas
ImogenI hear a knock on the door downstairs, I’m finally up in my apartment above the restaurant snuggled up on the sofa with a book, my new little addition who still remains nameless, I call him kitten for now. He is adorable all snuggled on my lap purring away.I place kitten down on the other part of the sofa and make my way downstairs. I have butterflies in my stomach knowing the only person it could possibly be is Cody. I’ve waited all day to be able to see him and have showered, put on some hot pink, lacey lingerie in anticipation for a night of unbridled passion. Okay, I’m not going to lie I already feel damp just thinking about the things he is going to do to me tonight.I rush down the stairs, unbolt and unlock the door and swing it open. He takes my breath away as he stands there filling up the doorway with his broad shoulders. His unshaven face and dark circles under his eyes do not deter from how handsome this man is. I throw my arms around his neck as he lowers his head
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