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“If you grind this on me I’m going to have to change,” he says stopping me from making contact with the crotch of his pants like I was attempting.
“That’s not a bad idea. I love seeing you naked.”
“Ditto,” he says flashing me his most breathtaking smile before pulling his t-shirt that I was wearing up around my waist so he’s greeted with a perfect glimpse of my glistening pussy. “I need a kiss to last me the next five days,” he says and before I can present my lips to him, he’s on his knees his mouth pressed against my sex. He takes one slow lick through my folds before he dives in.
Oh, that kind of kiss.
“SOMETHING’S ON YOUR MIND,”I hear from behind me as I send the golf ball soaring into the air and veering to the right. The air is warm and yet there’s a slight breeze that comes with Novembers in Atlanta. With Charley being out of town, I felt it was time that I disclose what’s been going on the last several months—withmytherapist and mentor for several years, Dr. Mitch Tucker.
My head leans back as my eyes follow the ball and I realize how this first shot is setting me up to be way over par for this hole. I curse myself. “You always shoot to the right when your mind is elsewhere,” I hear from behind me. I grip my hand tightly around the club and look at Tuck, the nickname I’d given him years ago. I shadowed him while I was in graduate school and he’d taken me under his wing shortly after I’d gotten my doctorate.
And then, of course, there was everything he’d done for me after that…
Tuck had been more of a father to me than my own had ever been, which is why I’d been avoiding this subject like the plague. Disappointing Tuck was something I hated, and I knew he would be less than pleased about this situation I’d gotten myself into.
I’ve wanted to tell him about Charley for months but I wasn’t sure how to broach the subject.How do you tell the man that instilled so many core values and taught you everything you know, that you had tossed everything out the window?
I slide my club back into my bag and take a seat in the cart. “I’m in love.”
He’s raised his club to hit the ball but sets it down immediately upon hearing my words. “Well, that was certainly unexpected. You tell me this over golf? Who is she?” He smiles as he lines his nine-iron club with the small white ball.
Where to begin about who exactly Charlotte Pierce is. The love of my life? The woman who changed everything? The woman I want knocked up by spring? Take your pick.“Tuck, maybe we should call it a day and grab some lunch?”
“Oh?” he says, looking away from the ball. His curious eyes find mine behind the glasses that are perched on his face, sliding down slightly as he looks at me from over the top of the rims. He adjusts them and runs a hand through his curly brown hair that has started to gray slightly, something he was in denial about as he entered his fiftieth year of life. “Alright let me just hit this one. Tell me about her, what is she like?
“I bought her a house,” I blurt out and I groan at this case of word vomit I have.That’s how we’re going to start this?I rub my forehead, already feeling the headache coming on, and wishing that I was with anyone except Tuck at the moment, because I needed something to calm my nerves.
I see him stumble forward slightly hearing my words, the club hitting the ball and knocking it from the tee. “You did that on purpose,” he says glaring at me. “That doesn’t count, dammit,” he says as he picks up the ball and places it back on the tee.
“That’s one stroke,” I nod at the ball.
“Kiss my ass, Montgomery.”
Two holes later, we call it a day, as Tuck is already a dog with a bone wanting information about this mysterious woman in my life. We are back in the golf cart making our way up to the clubhouse when he asks again. “So, you’re not going to tell me anything about her?”
“It’s a long story.”
“Start from the beginning. How did you meet?”
I know I’m not ready to start there. Maybe if I work backwards, it will be easier.
“We’ve been together for five months, and I can safely say that I’ve never felt like this, Tuck. Ever. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I love her more than…anything. And it’s scary.”
And it’s true. It’s scary thinking about how far I’d go to be with her. With each passing day, I realize just how much I’d be willing to give up for her. How much I would sacrifice for her. It’s why I finally decided to talk to Tucker. Is my love for her clouding my judgment and I can’t see that my life is going up in flames? And if it does, will Charley still be there after the wreckage? If I self-destruct will she be there when the smoke clears?
“Does she reciprocate these feelings?”
I lean back in the golf cart seat and cross my arms. “Yes. She loves me too.”
“Why am I sensing that there’s more to the story?
“Because that is merely the tip of the iceberg, Tuck.” I run a hand through my hair and let it drag down my face. “I’ve made a lot of mistakes. I crossed so many lines…”
He rubs a hand over his mouth and regards me warily. “When you say you’ve crossed a line…”
“She’s a patient,” I blurt out.
“I was not expecting that,” he says. “Will, you’re a marriage counselor.”
