Holding my breath to see what Immi does.
Cody It’s been a week and I feel like I am losing my mind, my heart is hanging down by my feet. Every fibre of my body and mind misses Immi. Her sweet lips, her legs wrapped around me, her smile, the way she soothes me and makes me feel like I am a whole man. A better man. I feel as if my entire life is crumbling. AGAIN. The house around me feels empty, desolate. “You need to get out of this funk, Bro. It’s not good for you and what about packing your shit up for Dallas?” Atlas had asked yesterday when he came over to check on me. “I’m on it.” I told him. Only of course I’m not on anything. I have been moping around all week, barely changing out of my sweats or my old college T-shirt. Showering has been an effort and all I have done is eat total crap, which left me feeling guilty since Immi was the one brought in originally to sort my nutrition and diet out and now, I’ve been feeding myself with takeaway pizza and ice cream, purely so I don’t have to leave the house. The paps haven
Imogen“I hope you’re not moping around, Immi.” Autumn says sternly over the phone. This has been another one of those longest weeks in history. The restaurant has thankfully been busy every night, many of the local folk have come in to support me, my mom is rushed off her feet with baking all the deserts, and she is loving it. Even Kitten seems to have grown. He’s been missing Cody just as much as I have.The other morning, I caught him sitting by the front door, his tiny face tilted upward, it broke my heart. I cuddle him into my lap as Autumn talks.“I’ve been busy with the restaurant, at night I am so exhausted, I literally just fall asleep with Kitten. If moping had time, I’d be there with it but right now the restaurant is consuming me. I guess it’s on the map, I just hope it doesn’t trail off in a week or two, you know once the novelty has worn off.” I sigh. Kitten purrs against my chest, I bend down and kiss his tiny button nose.“Good. Listen, Cody flies to Dallas next week d
CodyAnother two weeks have passed, it is moving day, and my heart literally feels like it is having palpitations, I can’t catch my breath and I know I am having massive anxiety. Not having seen Imogen I have sent her another message.Darlin’ I have to fly in three hours, can I come by the restaurant to see you. I’ll be gone for four weeks; we have a friendly game in Vegas in a week’s time followed by another friendly in Jackson. Then I can come back for Thanksgiving for a few days. I miss you darlin’ like no tomorrow, my heart can’t take it.Do I send it or delete it? If Immi wanted to see me, she’d have told me by now. My sister, Holly has told me that she saw Immi last week at the restaurant when she and her husband went out for dinner and that even though Immi was smiling and greeting customers and mingling, she had a strained, almost forced smile on her face. According to Holly, Imogen looked like she had lost some weight.“Sir, we’re ready for the last boxes can you sign here pl
Chapter 86ImogenI bend forward and place my hands on my thighs, wow I feel kind of out of sorts this morning and not my usual self. Ordinarily, I can fun 5K without even batting an eyelid. Having competed in many half marathons and even a few marathons over the years, a 5K is nothing to me. Only this morning it is getting me. I feel tired, exhausted, you know that all encompassing feel where you just want to lay down and fall asleep. My body aches and my calves feel tight.Maybe it is all the stress and worry, who knows. Instead of running the last trail before I hit Main Street and to the restaurant, I decide to take it easy and walk. First, I do some deep breathing exercises.“You okay?” A male runner stops by me on the trail. I nod.“Yeah, think it’s an off day.”“Okay well if you’re sure you don’t need anything.”“No, thank you anyway. I’m all good. I appreciate you checking on me.”“Of course, no problem.” He jogs off, I’ve seen him a few times now, he’s tall and lanky definite
Cody It feels so final being on the way to the airport. Atlas sits next to me his right leg bouncing up and down. “What’s with the leg, Man?” “Nerves.” “Nerves? What you nervous about, it’s just another team?” “Who knows, but I am. I’ll try to stop it. I bet the airport will be packed out. Why our manager had to let the world know we’d be flying out today is beyond me.” “Exactly.” I feel drained let alone broken hearted, I really hoped that I would see Imogen before I had to leave. It wasn’t to be, I left the flowers on her front door knowing she loves red roses, although tulips are her favorite, only the florist didn’t have any in and if I’d thought of it before, easily I could have found someone who did. I sigh. “She’ll come round, just give her time. No doubt she feels shitty too. By the way her new sous chef started last week. He’s pretty good and has a Michelin star.” Atlas sounds impressed. It’s only cooking right? Why am I feeling intimidated and jealous of a chef. This i
Cody The air stewardess taking care of first class keeps giving me the eye, for sure she knows who I am or at least I am guessing she does. Anyways, apparently anything I want I am to ask her. Only, I don’t want anything, least ways not from her, not like that. Let me tell you how my heart is soaring right now just knowing that Immi came to the airport to see me off. I cannot believe it, I mean honestly it was the best parting gift I could ever possibly imagine. “She’s got it for you.” Atlas grins as he spreads his legs wide. I prefer to lay back and recline my chair. “Tough, I’m spoken for.” “Good to hear it otherwise I’d have to knock you in the face again.” He grins. Secretly, I know he’s pleased it is me dating his kid sister and not some other guy who he doesn’t really know. The time that Immi did date someone in High School, let me tell you, Atlas was a real jerk big brother. He’d drive to her the cinema and the bowling alley and hang around outside waiting for her. If Immi
Cody A black sedan car was waiting for us at the airport, Atlas and I bundled ourselves into it and took in the sights as we were driven from Dallas airport. The landscape is different to what I am used to as we pull out of the terminal and onto the main road. It’s flat at this juncture, I am used to mountain peaks capped from late fall with a dusting of snow, a sight that always catches my breath. “We will be at the destination in thirty minutes.” The driver whose name we now know is Ed, he has worked as a driver for fifteen years having retired from the police force early due to injury and not wanting to go into P.I. work. He also explained to Atlas and I that he prefers the more sociable and less dangerous hours to spend with his grandkids who are three and five respectively. He likes being home for dinner when he can be and loves that he gets to be onboard with the hockey team he has followed for most all of his life. “We will try not to inconvenience you too much, Ed.” Atlas s
ImogenAm I excited to see Cody later on a call? You bet I am. It feels all new and exciting again and I am relieved that I gave myself a good talking to and decided last minute to go see him off at the airport. I couldn’t imagine life without him, I couldn’t imagine never seeing his face again, his chiselled jaw with just enough scruff to make him so damn hot and sexy, or to hear his voice call me darlin’. He has become my life again, it was hard the first time round, and Autumn is right, when she told me on a call that I shouldn’t let Luna come between us.Yes, of course, what Luna did was wrong turning up on opening night like that and causing a scene but Cody has assured me that his people are on it. I just hope that they do not turn it against her because the baby will always need its mother.“I’ve got this if you want to leave early.” Luka tells me with a knowing smile on his face. “I’m pleased you decided to give him another go, Imogen.”“Thanks, Luka. I may take you up on that
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