Imogen I wrap my arms around myself. He grins, his eyes shine and I can tell he is feeling as happy as I am. For now, I am totally ignoring all those nasty little red flags in my head and the hundred reasons why dating Cody again is a bad idea. I’m taking a leaf out of my momma’s book and going with my heart. “I’ve got to shoot, darlin’. I have to unpack and get organized for early practice tonight. You want to come over later and watch a movie and chill out with me?” How can I resist? “Absolutely. Are we going to sneak me in? Oh my god, do you remember our first time making out and Atlas knocked on the door?” I put my hand over my mouth as I giggle. It was funny thinking back but at the time it was not since I was off limits and Atlas would have literally killed Cody. He chuckles, I watch as his Adam’s apple bobs up and down. “I do. It definitely rained on me; I swear my dick has never gone down so fast.” “Are you still able to help with the painting? It’s okay if you can’t I und

Imogen As soon as Cody left, I had to pull my phone out and message Autumn. As I wait for her to get back to me, I wash the cups we drank our coffee from and open my laptop up at the reception counter. I need to finalize the flyers to announce our opening and start getting these printed off. I also want to do the write up to send to our local paper for the press release and still need to contact some of the local shop owners to see if they are interested in coming along too. I’m thinking I need to also create some beautiful invites. I may have left a few of these details a bit late, but better late than never. I’m frissioned with excitement at my opening yet sick in my stomach at the same time. Since my restaurant into New York didn’t take off I am nervous at my new start-up. Okay, it didn’t exactly not take off, I had business, but the landlord of the unit just kept hiking the prices up. At least here I know the rental is set for the next two years with no increase, it is written in

ImogenI read the message from Cody for the third time. Did he really say the guys have just turned up for an impromptu chill out night with some vid games and beers? Yes, he did say that, and not only did he say that he’s also told me that they all suspect I am dating him again.WTF? WTF? WTF? Seriously? Am I pissed off? Yes, you bet I am. Royally. This was supposed to be kept under wraps and how exactly did they find out? Well, Cody has assured me that he never told them only he said that Atlas could see he was clearly cooking for two and the table laid with candles and flowers has two place settings. I’d call that a hefty giveaway. I sigh.I have two options here. One, go over as planned - only if they’re all going to be there obviously not in my short dress I was going to wear with my red lacey lingerie. I know the guys will stay over if they have a few beers, although they may make themselves scare. Mm. I ponder. Or two, I could just give it a miss this evening, go home, read and

Immi Don’t ask me why I’m nervous but I am. It’s not as if it’s been a year, crikey it’s been precisely one month only since I was last with Cody. The morning I woke up from being with him all night, the same morning I ached from all the sex we’d had, the amazing sex to see on social a post that some woman was pregnant with his child. It'd rocked my world, turned it upside down and I felt sick like properly vomiting sick. The rest is history. I couldn’t stay I had to get out of his house, for a start I thought he’d slept with her whilst he was seeing me at the beginning of our relationship. It tore me up inside and I couldn’t think straight. Turns out he had slept with Luna a couple of weeks before he and I started seeing each other. Still to this day it makes me feel positively sick thinking of Cody being with another woman, holding her, kissing her. I try to snap out of it as he says something to me. “You okay, darlin’?” “Yes, I’m all good. Sorry, where were we?” I go towards him

Immi Laying against Cody again feels so amazing, his arms are wrapped round my waist and his fingers from his right hand are trailing down my side to my stomach. He rests his palm flat on it, the heat is rising through my body, and I am so distracted by the way his thumb is stroking me on my sensitive spot near my hip bone. I push a bit further into him as he lifts my hair up from my neck with his other hand and begins to kiss me. His abs feel rock hard behind my back and I know just how sculpted he is, it’s such a turn on. So far, I’ve managed to keep focused on my movie, Maid in Manhattan - nope, not a Hallmark but one of my all-time favorite films, for all of thirty minutes. I murmur as he places fluttering kisses to my neck. “Do you like this, darlin’?” He asks. “Oh, God yes, I love it.” I whisper back. “Are you a good girl, Immi baby?” “The best good girl in the whole world for you, Cody.” He groans into my ear, his warm breath evident on my sensitive skin. My body is on fi