Chapter 115

Imogen

This club/bar is really something else. We got picked up by the limo and a driver who calls himself Mikey Mike. Cute. Actually, he was such a sweetheart like a gentle giant with his bald head, gold hoop earring in his left ear and broad body but with the largest toothy grin you could possibly imagine. He held the door open for us and made sure Autumn and I were comfortable before driving off. Mikey Mike pointed out there was champagne on ice and some snacks if we fancied them.

Did we? Of course, absolutely. We had a couple of quick glasses of the pink fizzy drink before we arrived at the club which it turns out was only a twenty-minute drive. So? We drank it quickly we’re girls on a night out that haven’t seen each other for a while.

I just need to remember that if I get a bit squiffy to try not to wake Cody up if he’s asleep when I get back in. I doubt he’ll sleep I know he’s going to be worrying that some sleazeball is going to try and pick me up. I’ve got Autumn with me, a