Thank you for reading. I'm wondering how Immi is going to react when she finds out Cody is being drafted. Please don't forget to vote and comment xoxo
Imogen Calli puts his arm around me and pulls me into him. “Hey, it’s so cool you are coming along. You excited to watch us whip the Dallas Stars asses?” I laugh. “Of course.” I glance at Cody who has an amused look on his face, I know he’s wishing he was the one with his arm around me, but he knows that Calli and I are just friends. “Hey, little sis. No misbehaving yourself when we’re in Dallas. You are not to go off with any hockey players do you understand?” God, my brother can be a right royal pain in the ass sometimes. I swear he is worse than my dad was when I was a teenager. “Fuck you, Atlas.” I humph past him on the steps up to the jet and throw myself onto the sofa. The air stewardess takes my bag and places it in the overhead locker, then Cody’s as he comes up closely behind me, followed by Atlas and Callaghan. Coach is sitting in one of the easy chairs on the right of the jet with his laptop in front of him on the table. He looks like he is studying some stats or someth
CodyI rake my hands through my hair and give her a look that hopefully conveys how fucking sorry I am that this is happening right now. But Immi is smart, and she will know that when you’re at this level and in the NHL you can get drafted pretty much anytime.The Dallas Stars need to up their game, they’ve been dragging their skates for a while now and they need the fresh blood, i.e., Atlas and myself. It’s a shit show to be honest, the last thing I want to do is leave Minnesota and Immi to head over to be in Dallas for a couple of years. And it couldn’t have come at the worst possible time.My girl has just found herself a unit in Minnesota for her business, we’ve just opened up to each other and this feels good, with her everything feels so damn right like we’re pieces of a jigsaw puzzle that slot perfectly together. And now. Well, now we’re about to be living in different States. It sucks. Royally fucking sucks.“Riiight!” She states. Atlas looks at her then at me, I sure hope he
Imogen Don’t ask what I’m actually feeling because I don’t have the words to say right now. Except my heart feels like it has sunk to my feet, and I have a pain in my chest like someone has physically punched me in the stomach and winded me. All my life since I can recall, I have crushed on Cody Brannigan, even during the spurts when I tried to pretend that I hated him, that he was the pain in my ass I could do without. All the time I have seen him with other girls being a total man-whore, moving from one girl to the next through school and high school and then worse when he became the golden boy of hockey, of course I couldn’t help but follow him on social media. Where there was always a picture of him out with yet another girl, each more beautiful than the last. Then, yes then we have some magical moments out of the blue and I realize this God has fallen for me. And when we’ve been together it has felt a lot more than just a physical need being fulfilled. My heart flutters, my hea
CodyThis photoshoot with the team is such a drag. The guys horse around, and I just want it over and done with so I can get to see Immi. Every second for me is a second wasted. The need to be with her is driving me insane. I have to talk to her, I have to tell her we can do this, that it will be okay. The way she glared at me, the shock on her face, Man that cuts me like a knife to the heart.The last thing I wanted was for Immi to find out this way, like a bolt out of the blue. She didn’t need that; I didn’t need that, and we didn’t need it. Damnit.“Hey Cody. How you doing?” Lina asks, she’s our team photographer and has been for two seasons now. She licks her lips and flicks her ice blonde hair over her shoulder. It doesn’t go unnoticed that she’s pushing out her tits right now either. Cali standing next to me sniggers. I shove him.“Give it up, already.” I hiss at him. I look at Lina, well not so much at her as her camera for the photos. “Yeah, good thanks.” We had a thing, well
Imogen I can’t wait to be able to speak with Cody, I know he’s at the photoshoot right now and I’m betting that the girl I’ve seen him with before on his I* feed is shooting the pictures. Lennie, Linette, Lina. Something like that. I can’t recall, there were pictures of them together a few times, mostly at bars and clubs. Yes, I know he isn’t serious about her, Cody has never been serious about any of the girls he has hooked up with. So why is this bothering me? I’ll tell you why. Because I fucking like him, like seriously like him. It’s killing me inside knowing she is even close to him right now, taking pictures of him, looking at his face and his model body. I’m jealous. Okay, alright. Hands up. I fucking admit I am jealous. And I’m not even the green-eyed kind of girl. Never have been but with Cody, I feel like I could scratch out any girl’s eyes that ever dared look at him. I’ve run myself a bath, it’s not often you get a suite in a top hotel and one that comes with a deep, lux
CodyThese dinners are a drag but they’re important. It’s when the networking happens, when future players get noticed, when we get sponsorships not just as teams but also as individuals. My assistant has advised me that there are people here from Gucci, Prada and Nike all looking for the next face to sell their products and to be their brand ambassador.I’ve been seated on a table of ten, Atlas is already sitting down looking very smart in his Ralph Lauren tux. He is their face for men’s wear, and it looks pretty amazing on him. I can see with his glacial eyes, broad smile and strong jawline why they have chosen him. He nods as I take my seat, either side of me are sitting women. It’s the usual format, male, female.“Do you know where they’ll be seating Immi?” I ask him as I take my seat.“She’s been put on a different table with the photographers and the assistants.” He says and takes a sip of his water.“That’s crap. We should have her on your table, she’s your sister for fuck’s sa
Imogen He’s taking my breath away, literally I cannot breathe. My breath hitches and I inhale deeply. There is something about seeing Cody Brannigan in a tux. If it wasn’t bad enough when he came into my room earlier this is a whole different game. I didn’t think he was going to change, he said he wasn’t. Yet he has. The navy brings out his startling blue eyes that look as if they’re dancing as he feasts his eyes upon me. I feel a little self-conscious, not something that ordinarily happens to me. But the way he is looking at me, makes me feel like I’m pooling. His lips are slightly parted and it’s taking all my strength to avert my gaze to Atlas before he suspects something. “Hey little sis. Looking damn fine tonight. You scrub up well.” He extends his bent arm to me, and I hook mine through his. “Yeah, you’re looking okay too. You borrow the suit from someone?” I chuckle. “Cheeky mare. It’s a Ralphi.” I nod, of course it would be. How could I forget he is their brand ambassador
Cody Edelmann is such a dick I really want to punch him in the face right now. He specifically made a point that he was married and not interested in Immi, yet he can’t seem to take his eyes off her as we eat our meal. She steals glances at me when she can and it’s so fucking adorable. Atlas keeps giving me sideways glances, you know what? I actually think he suspects something. Finally, the meal is over and I’m ready to go back to my room and wait a few minutes before sneaking into Immi’s room, only she then announces she wants to dance. Of course, she does, I’ve been watching her, and she’s had several glasses of champagne already. “Do you want to dance with me, Cody?” She asks as she stands up. I take in her beautiful shape, the way her waist nips in and flows down to her hips that I just want to hold onto and pull into my groin so she can feel the full thickness of my rock-hard dick against her ass. “Sure, why not. One dance only. I’m ready to go to my room.” “Yeah, me too, Ma