Chapter 39

Imogen

I’m not going to lie the state he left me in riled me. I am one hot mess as I get myself ready to go and visit my own folks and Atlas who is bringing his girlfriend of six months round for lunch. Ellie is lovely a real sweetheart and not one of the usual puck bunnies. I’m looking forward to seeing her again since I haven’t seen her in ages, but then I wouldn’t have done as I have been in New York and hardly return home unless it’s the holidays or birthday. Although I did miss Atlas’ birthday this year. What with my business going in a downward spiral and my landlord hiking up the rent, I kind of had other things on my mind.

Checking myself in the mirror I am pleased to see that my red-hot flush from the closeness of Cody has died down and at least my face no longer resembles that of a boiled lobster. Casually, I sling a thin pink kimono over my white vest top and pull the zipper up on my denim shorts. Now, where are my Vans? Oh yeah, kicked under my bed. I slip my feet into the