Cody Daaamn, she is groaning. I want to reach out and touch her, slide my large hands over her legs and pull her into my chest and kiss those spiteful little lips of hers. I want to fist my hand in her hair and let her know who is the fucking boss around here. I can see her breathing is rapid, over a Hallmark movie? Hell no, it’s because she’s had some drink and is sitting close to me. I know she’s trying real hard to fight it, because of her issues with hating me but you know when you’re madly attracted to someone. It’s physical, it’s chemistry, sometimes there is no way you can deny that. It’s like a magnet and she is one fucking strong magnet. I keep inching closer to her and in a minute I’m not going to be able to stop myself. I want her so damn fucking bad my dick is painful and I swear I’m going to get blueballs if I don’t have a release soon. It’s difficult to focus on the movie even though this is one of my favorite romance ones. Growing up I used to think that I could have

Cody Damn it, can you believe it? What the hell is he doing on my door? I’m only relieved I had the sense to lock it, usually I leave it unlocked until I go to bed at night. Round here by the lake, it’s quite and secure. Not only that but I have a top notch security system in place, it works by face recognition. Anyone that it doesn’t recognize at the camera, my phone alerts me. “Hold it a sec.” I yell out. Immi looks like a rabbit caught in the headlights. Her hair is wild, sticking up and some matted to her face from the heat of her own passion. “Holy fucking crap. WTF?” She says bewildered. “Get dressed properly and go and hide in your room or something. He can’t see you like that.” She shuffles around and grabs her bottoms and her top and starts to bundle them up in her hands. “Hey, what’s taking so long in there. Why’s the door fucking locked?” Atlas bangs again. Jeez, doesn’t he have any patience? “I’m coming give me a sec.” I draw on my pants and button up. I’m sure going

Cody “You’re looking good, bro.” Atlas says as I button up my crisp white shirt and put on my sapphire and platinum cufflinks. I tuck my shirt into my navy pants and admire myself in my full length mirror. “Not bad if I do say so myself. You spruce up alright too.” I tell him as I watch him button up a pair of my navy jeans and one of my sky blue button down shirts. “You want some cufflinks with that shirt?” He nods. I go to my walk in closet, in the middle of the large space is a square island that has multiple drawers and a tiger eye marble top. I open one of the top drawers and pull it out. On display are rows upon rows of cufflinks, some have been presents from sponsors, my coach and girls. A few I’ve purchased myself. “You can choose what you want.” Atlas and I are like brothers having grown up together. “This reminds me of when we were kids getting ready for our school dances.” Atlas is grinning wide, man it’s great to see him so happy. “Sure thing. Do you remember when you

CodyI can’t take my damn eyes off her, even though I am trying. Hard. Since I also don’t want Atlas to start noticing how much I am lusting after his kid sister right now. I swear, if she talks to some guy, I’m going to punch him in the face.“You good?” Atlas asks as if he’s reading my mind.“Yeah, sure. Good to be out. We’ve not been here for a while.” I move to dodge some dude who looks familiar. I squint my eyes, I’m pretty sure I’ve seen him before.“C’mon, we’ve got a private area in the VIP section.” Atlas guides me to the left where Calli and Nolan are already seated with a couple of bottles of Dom on ice. They didn’t waste much time and I have an inkling these two are going for it tonight. They may as well get it out of their system because in just a few days, we’re on a flight to Austin to whoop some ass on the ice.I feel myself tingle, I always get like this before a big game. Excitement floods through me, I can physically feel it in my fingertips. I’m definitely not one

Cody I am not interested in this puck bunny sitting on my lap. Not in the damn slightest. She keeps whispering in my ear about what a great time we could have if we went back to mine. That is not what I want. My eyes keep darting to Immi, I can’t take them off her. The way she is sitting with her long legs, one over the other even in this dim lighting I can see the muscle definition. And they are so long, I want them around my neck as I plunge my dick in deeper and deeper to hear her scream. It causes my dick to get erect. “Oh, big boy, you sure are getting all horny.” The girl sitting on me says. I try very hard not to push her off but I do need to get laid. Fucking badly. And she’s here but Immi is there and I feel like a shit. I have to do something. Atlas has left, I get that. He’d rather be with Fallon and to be honest, I’m thinking how nice it would be to have a regular girl to go home to. Shit, am I getting old? What is going on with my head? Immi, that’s the problem. She ha