Filed to story: Sinful Mates (Imogen) Book by Jessica Hall
“Martins,” Merida tells him, unfazed by his line of questioning. He opens his mouth, gaping like a fish. We ignore him and turn, heading in the direction Merida is leading me.
“Wait!” We both stop and look back at him. “If you’re taking her, I’m coming. Tobias will fucking kill us if anything happens to her.”
“Fine, be ready by nine, Beta,” she says Beta sarcastically. Why do I have a feeling Floyd might be the killer of fun?
When we get to the apartment, Merida opens the door and I step inside. Her apartment is the same as mine, yet has a hippie feel to it, nothing I expected from the proper and prim lady I see at the office. She even has tie dyed curtains, beaded curtains on all the doorways. Huge round rugs in all different colors on all the floors and giant bean bags instead of couches.
“Make yourself at home,” she says, and I do, feeling relaxed for the first time.
“What does Beta mean? I have read plenty of werewolf fantasy books, yet never heard the term before.” I ask her since she seems to be the only one who always answers me truthfully.
“Basically, it means second in charge. But don’t worry about Floyd though the man is strict, he won’t be too annoying tonight, well not once we get him drunk anyway.” She giggles.
I chuckle.
“Drink?” She asks, holding up a bottle of red wine. I look at the time, well technically it’s evening already, lunchtime isn’t too early to start drinking. I nod and she walks over handing me a glass as I watch her fill it. And I mean fill it, the glass is huge. I stare stunned, if we keep drinking like this there is no way I’m actually going to be awake to leave tonight.
I sip it and Merida laughs, “Come on, let’s find something for you to wear.”
We walk in her bedroom which is also decorated similarly to the rest of the house. She rummages through her closet, pulling different dresses out that are extremely revealing. Tobias will throw a fit if I wear one of them.
“Which one?” Damn they are short; I won’t even be able to bend over without flashing something.
I point to the black bodycon dress, and she holds it up. “Yes, that will fit you nicely.” She states, holding the dress against me, it barely reaches mid-thigh. It certainly doesn’t leave much to the imagination. Just as I go to try it on, there’s a knock on the door.
“That will be Alicia.” she says, walking out of the room. I follow after her, Merida opens the door and Alicia steps in with three other women around our ages. All are strikingly gorgeous. One has brown hair cut into a pixie cut with big brown doe eyes, thick lashes and pouty lips. The other two are both blonde and have blue eyes. They look like sisters, the resemblance between them is uncanny.
The dark-haired woman introduces everyone.”You must be Imogen. I’m Tammy, this is Maya and Cara.” She points at herself and her friends.
“Hi,” I say nervously. I’ve never been one for hanging out with other girls, to be honest I’m not all that girly, more nerdy than girly. I feel awkward, out of place beside them.
“Come on, let’s get lit.” Tammy says, tugging on my hand and pulling me back towards the bedroom, on the way past she grabs the bottle of wine that is sitting on the counter.
Why do I have a funny feeling these girls are trouble, but in a good kind of way? They do my hair and make-up before I slide into the tight dress. Maya walks over and zips me up. By the time everyone is ready, we still have an hour before we have to leave.
Merida wears an off shoulder blue bodycon dress, and the other three might as well be naked with the little dresses they are wearing that show off more skin than I thought possible.
Grabbing another bottle of wine, we sit on the bean bags, which, with the amount of alcohol I already consumed, I know I’m going to need help getting up. I look up when my phone starts ringing in the kitchen, dreading having to try and stand in these heels from the position I’m sitting on the bean bag.
Merida looks at the screen. “It’s Theo,” she says.
All eyes focus on her before Maya holds out her hand for the phone.
“Don’t answer it, just ignore it,” I say, worried. She doesn’t listen, instead answering it and putting it on loudspeaker. Fuck my life, I know this isn’t going to end well.
“Imogen’s phone,” Maya says in her best secretarial voice. I have to muffle my laugh.
“Who is this? Where is Imogen?”
“Oh, Imogen can’t come to the phone right now. She is currently in the middle of a wild orgy,” Maya says, giving me a wink. I shake my head at her.
“You better put Imogen on the phone right now!” I hear him yell.
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