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“Well, you were only here for a week. I didn’t have a lot of friends here. When I was bored, I’d come down here and practice. After losing that one time, I knew I needed to up my game.” He shrugged as he shifted from one foot to the other.
“That’s why you wanted to come here?” I rolled my eyes.
“Partially.” He grinned.
“So, you don’t play fair; noted.” I nodded as I took another swing, finally sinking the ball in the hole.
“I play fair. I just don’t like to lose.” He smirked before setting his ball on the tee. “It’s all in the wrist.” He stood up, squared himself to the tee, and gently putted the ball toward the hole. It swerved to the left before hooking back around, and slowly rolling in. “See? Not hard.”
“Yeah, ok.” I blew out a frustrated breath as I attempted to copy him. Of course, my ball didn’t hook like his, so I ended up taking three strokes. “I’m glad the next one is it. I need a new activity,” I muttered as I reached down to retrieve my ball.
“I can think of something you’ll enjoy.” Russ snickered as we walked over to the final hole. This one had a giant hill that you had to get up before you could even attempt to get it in the hole.
“I bet you can.” I stood back as he squared up to the tee. His eyes moved between staring at his ball, and looking at where it needed to go. Just as he was getting ready to hit it, I took the end of my club and rubbed it on his inner thigh. He jumped, and I retreated as if I hadn’t done anything. “What?” I played dumb when he looked back at me. He shook his head, and then squared up again. As soon as the club was put into motion, I did the same thing again.
“You are asking for it,” he warned.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I smiled sweetly.
“Sure you don’t.” He laughed. “You keep poking the bear, and I’m going to poke you.”
“I hope so,” I whispered just as I did it again. This time I kept the club against his thigh right by his balls. He swung, and damnit if he didn’t get a fucking hole in one.
“Game over.” He grinned as he stepped back and offered me the tee. I shook my head, walked up the course to the hole, and dropped my ball in. “You already won, and I’m not dealing with whatever retaliation you’ve got cooking in there.” I pointed to his head.
“Fair enough. Retaliation is happening at home, by the way.” He carried our clubs back to the sign-in window, and then offered his hand as we went back to the truck. “How about we head home to chill, and then we can decide on dinner?”
“Sounds good to me.” I smiled, thinking about what he planned to do to me later. What was going on here? How did I go from friend zone to this in such a short amount of time?
It didn’t take long to get back to the house. Fablefair was just a few blocks away. When we pulled in the driveway, there was an SUV parked. “Who’s that?” I pointed to the car. “Were you expecting someone?”
Russ’s head dropped between his shoulders, his whole demeanor changing. “That’s my brother’s car.” He cut the engine to the truck, and just sat there.
“Casey?” I was confused.
“That’s the only brother I got.” He sighed.
“Are we going to get out?” My eyes went from him to the front steps.
“Yep,” he snapped angrily. I wasn’t sure what happened to cause this. I waited for him to open my door, but he didn’t, so I climbed out on my own. I waited for him to offer his hand, but that didn’t happen either, so I followed him up the steps. When we reached the front door, you would have thought that Russell was about to be punished by his parents. The once bright-eyed, cheerful man I’d spent the entire day with was now sullen and grumpy, and I wasn’t sure how to fix it.
