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She laughs and eats her last bite of toast before dusting her hands off and getting up. “I should call my cab and get ready to go. He’ll be back soon and might want you all to himself.”
“Not really, we’re just kind of…existing.” I look out the window. “But he is here now.”
“Get him to do something.” She turns to me. “Just do it. Tell him you want to, I don’t know, do something fun and make him do it with you. If there really is a fun side to him, you’ll bring it out, and you’ll be able to see something worth looking forward to.”
“Maybe,” I muse as Kervyn and Luka walk toward the house.
Asher takes out her phone as they walk in, and Luka pauses. “Are you leaving? I didn’t see your car.”
“Sold it,” Asher says, looking at him defiantly. She refuses to fear them anymore now that they’re a permanent part of my life. “I’m about to call a cab home.”
“I’ll drive you,” Luka says. It isn’t so much an offer as a direction.
“I’m going to accept because I’m saving cash, but keep your hands to yourself, you filthy man-whore.” Asher says before turning to hug me. “I’ll message you when I’m home safe and away from this beast.”
Luka chuckles and follows her out of the room.
“Good day?” Kervyn asks as he loosens his tie.
What the hell? Maybe Asher is right.
“Let’s go out,” I say suddenly. “Let’s go…” I cast my mind around for something we can’t do at the mansion. “Let’s go play miniature golf.”
He stares at me. “Leon can take you tomorrow if you want to play.”
“I want you to take me,” I say, clasping my hands behind my back. I notice his eyes stray to my boobs, which are popping out more because of how I’m standing.
“Well…”
“Me and you. Guards can come, but they stay far away so we can just get to know each other.” He stares at me, and I finally say. “I’m bored and want to do something fun and childish.”
“I don’t do fun and childish in public where people can see me,” he says.
I look at him, disappointed, then turn and walk away from him with my head hanging low.
I hear his sigh and try not to smirk.
“Fine,” he says. “Let me change into something more casual, and we can go play mini golf.”
I smile and walk toward the stairs. “I’ll change too into something warmer and grab some comfortable shoes.”
I get changed and meet him by his car out front. It’s a large Porsche. It’s his family's favorite type of car. He waits for me to buckle in before driving for twenty minutes, in silence, to the miniature golf course in the next neighborhood.
I get out of the car and beam at him. “They have ice cream. We can have ice cream when we’re done.”
“You are aiming for childish, aren’t you?” he asks, but I swear I see a smile teasing his lips.
He pays for a round of all eighteen holes and takes our scorecard. He writes our names on it, hands me my club and ball, and takes his own.
“Ready to get your ass whipped?” he says with a grin.
“It’s supposed to be fun,” I point out.
He chuckles. “It will be fun to whip your ass.”
“Oh, it’s on like Donkey Kong,” I say. “I get to start because I’m the lady.”
“Ma’am, please go right ahead.” He motions to the first hole. “I’ve paid them well enough that we have the whole place to ourselves.”
