Chapter 16

Imogen

The champagne arrives and I’m wondering who exactly is driving here and who isn’t. Only all the glasses are getting filled up and I certainly am not offering. There’s no way, I want to be out tonight and have fun. After a shitty few weeks of losing my job, having to move back home – well fuck it. I deserve a drink or two.

“Who’s driving guys?” I ask. They all look at me like I’ve sprouted a second head. Instinctively I place my right hand to my head you know, just to check.

“We’ll get a minivan cab, it can drop us all back to mine.” Cody says. Great, I like the idea of a party. “I’m going to message a couple of other guys and they can all swing round. I better warn you though, Immi you may want to stay in your room.” He chuckles.

Atlas knocks back his champagne. It isn’t often I see my bro drink quite like that. Besides, isn’t champagne for sipping. I raise my eyebrows. “And why would that be Cody?”

“Well, couple of the guys like to make out with their hook ups and they don