Hames just happened to be one of the weirdest people I had ever known. He still hadn't said anything about kissing me but instead apologized for everything he was. That was the weirdest encounter of my life.  I raised my head from the files in my hands, glancing at him in perplexity.  "Mr. Hendrix," I called.  "Hames."  "Uh?" I quirked an eyebrow at him. He set his laptop aside, folding his arms across his chest, making it seem like he was showing off his strong biceps.  "It's Hames. You should call me Hames, I prefer it." Dammit! It w

~ IMOGEN ~ My phone's unremitting ringing drew me out of my wonderful sleep land.  I groaned, muttering cuss words to myself before I half-opened my eyes, rolling on the bed to reach for my phone on the nightstand.  It still vibrated in my hand, sounding even louder and more frustrating. I fluttered my sleepy eyelids, placing a leg over a pillow and yawned.  The caller ID was none other than Lila. Why on Earth was she calling? Did she think it was right to disturb my beautiful sleep that was mostly short.  Wearing a frown, I answered the call, placing the phone to my ear. "What the fuck do you want?" I gruffed.  

The moment I raised my head, I almost went blind at the sight of two completely naked bodies; Kade and Jovi, on the bed, in the middle of a hissing hot sexual session,  Jovi squeaked, jerking away from Kade like an electrocution just occurred, immediately picking her scattered clothes from the floor to shield her breasts from view.  "I'm sorry," I apologized, opened the door wider and ran out, slamming it shut.  I didn't stop running till I stopped by the elevator, panting. I hit the elevator button repeatedly, not being patient enough for it to open slowly. I rushed into it the moment it opened, hitting the button to the 7th floor. Before the doors closed completely, I observed a man running in the d

"It's true. I Love You, Imogen." He lowered his head, tilting it to connect our lips for an electrifying, brain-bending kiss. Hames loved me?! HOLY COWS! The dim lights went off then the bright lights turned on again. He shut his eyes, seeming deep into the kiss but my eyes were bugged out, unable to close on their own accord. My heart beat rate had gone wild. How could Hames love me? He probably only realized I wasn't responding to his kiss so he pulled away, gazing; his eyes read fear as he watched me, patently waiting for my answer. I huffed, pulling apart from him. "So you locked me in Kade's room all day for this?" "He locked you in his room? He's so stupid. They ought to take you out with them to distract you,

"Imogen, the party is tonight." Hames reminded me, like I didn't know that already. I guess we were sticking to Imogen and no longer 'Miss Mark' now. I stopped myself from glaring at him but I ensured my face didn't read any friendly expression. "Aren't you excited for it?" "What's so exciting about the stupid party?" I scoffed.  He rolled his eyes, walking up to me on the couch and sat beside me. That was definitely not an action that was comfortable for me.  "Go to my room, there's a box on the bed. It's for you." He said indifferently, took the remote control from the table to turn on the television.