Chapter 27

Imogen

My little outburst hasn’t deterred him one little bit. Instead, he stood in the middle of the fruit section threw his head back and laughed out loud. Embarrassing. Like he doesn’t attract enough attention as it is. That and you can’t walk around the supermarket with a mountain of a man and go unnoticed. Especially not one that looks like a male model, has gorgeous warm eyes, sexy tattoos running up and down his arms and is Cody Brannigan, the most famous hockey player at the moment. He doesn’t care as he continues to laugh.

I am swaying between wanting to slap him only I can’t reach him that easily since I am only five six to his six foot +, and feeling like he’s the sex god I want to fill me up. This is so unreal that I am grappling with how I feel right now.

“Get over yourself, Brannigan.”

“I can’t. You’re so damn adorable when you get mad.” Did he just say what I think he said? Did he call me adorable? Oh. My. God. The jerk thinks I am adorable when I’m mad. Seriously? I can