DESTINED

CHAPTER 1

Imogen Evans looked at her watch and was glad that her shift at the pub was almost over. She had been there since two in the afternoon, it was not almost midnight.

Her English accent always got a reaction from the customers. She was behind the bar serving tonight. Thankfully not waiting on tables.

"Hey pretty, can I have another beer?" A man asked her. He sat at the bar and winked at her. Yep...

"Of course..." She smiled and filled him a glass. "There you go." He paid for the drink and was eying her out.

"Love the accent. So sexy." Yep, she had heard it all.

"Why thank you." She smiled and left to see to other clients.

Imogen had been working here for almost six months now. She was twenty two years old, sharing a very expensive house with three other people. All young and women and gorgeous... Casey's father owned the mansion, then there was Hariot and Barb...

Now Imogen and Casey were pretty close, they studied at university together and that's how she found the place to share. Casey's father met and her and said he liked her. That she could stay with Casey rent free... Life was looking good. A mansion... Like a brand new state of the art type mansion. Very modern very sexy place to live.

His name was Carlton. Nice young dad. Sexy and very down to earth. Would appeal to a lot of women...

She also had a feeling that he fancied her but she kept it light. Casey was her friend after all, she didn't want to make it awkward.

"Hey, you almost done?" Casey sat at the bar now.

"Yeah, an hour or so..."

"Oh... I'm gonna ask him out." She pointed to the man sitting at a table having a drink alone. He was on his phone. Now this guy came in every Friday night, had a few drinks and without fail a girl would approach him and that was that. Every single time.

He was like sexy as... Tattoos all over his arms and neck. He had a cheeky look about him. Hair short, always looked like he needed a shave. He smoked a lot. He was just dreamy this one.

Imogen would roll her eyes every single time a girl approached him. This guy seemed to know his appeal. He never looked flattered or anything. They swarmed to him. She found that cockiness a little too much for her.

She would serve him occasionally and he would give her this strange look. Even when she worked behind the counter, he would give her that same look. She often found herself rolling her eyes and looking away.

Too cocky for her. Way too cocky for her.

Imogen smiled at Casey. "Really? You want to be another statistic?"

"I'm dying to get him... He's like so hot..."

"Okay, well... If you want to settle..." Imogen didn't get how anybody would want to be just a one night stand. Okay he was like hot to a whole new level but he was just too sure of himself. It looked like he would be a hard man to keep.

Imogen smiled as she watched her girlfriend walk over to his table. Here it goes, every time this guy was here he would get laid. No need to even look for it. They found him. It was so weird. Whatever... She liked her men with a little more substance.

She watched as Casey sat down at his table. Imogen kept her eyes on them. This guy gave her a sexy look, a knowing that sex was coming look. Casey smiled and flicked her hair flirtatiously. Wow... Imogen needed to get a few tips.

Casey was really working for it. He didn't seem too fussed. Okay then... She almost choked on her drink when his eyes found Imogen's. That strange look again. Imogen rubbed her lips together and looked away. She felt like a creep watching this.