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I hopped out of my chair. “Go ahead. I’m going to get a water, and I’ll be back.”
“Okay. Be quick.”
I could see Landon didn’t really want to give the interview, but if he was half the celebrity he seemed to be, it wasn’t going to be the only one he’d give today when people realized he was here.
The cameras started rolling as soon as I hopped up from my seat.
“We’re here today with a PGA favorite, Landon Wright. This is his first appearance since he dropped out of the US Open in June. Good to see you here today, Landon.”
I watched as Landon layered on the charming charism. This was the guy I’d fallen head over heels for. The one who I’d held hands with while roller-skating and eating ice cream and snuggling in his bed. The one who I called my boss and fucker. I was his firecracker. And, somehow, that reality merged with this one.
I disappeared then, letting him have his moment for the camera, and stepped up to the bar. “Two waters, please.”
“Sure thing,” the bartender said.
“Come on, Ben,” a familiar voice squeaked from the end of the bar.
My eyes rounded in horror as I turned my head and found none other than Miranda.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I breathed.
She was seated on a barstool with a man who was one of the golfers that had stopped to talk to Landon earlier today. She was leaning into him and giving him a come-hither look. The term putt slut took on an all-new meaning.
“Miranda, I can’t do this. Not when I’m buddies with Landon.”
She trailed a finger down his front and grinned devilishly. “You’ve wanted me for years, and we’ve stayed away from each other. Time’s up.”
He put his hand on hers, as if to push her away, but he didn’t. She sidled up closer to him when he did nothing.
And I’d seen enough.
I felt sick to my stomach. I snatched up the water bottles as soon as the bartender handed them to me, and I hurried away. I needed to get Landon out of here. As if it wasn’t bad enough that Miranda had been refusing to sign the divorce paperwork, now, she was trying to find a replacement for Landon, so she could go from one golfer to another.
I shuddered and moved to Landon’s side. The interview had just concluded. He gave me a confused look when I appeared frantic.
But then I said the magic words to get him to move, “Miranda is here.”
Chapter Thirty-One
Landon
“What the fuck is she doing here?” I asked as I herded Heidi out of the clubhouse.
I probably shouldn’t be walking the course. Okay, I definitely shouldn’t be. But I couldn’t stay in the clubhouse and run into Miranda. That would be suicide.
“Do you really want to know?” she asked.
“Yes.”
We took the stairs and were outside when Heidi finally sighed and told me, “She’s looking for a new you.”
“A new…me?”
“Yeah. She was talking to that guy Ben that you know. Telling him that they’ve wanted each other forever and that he could now have her.”
I gave her a disgusted face. “God, she gives the term nineteenth hole a whole new meaning.”
Heidi snorted. “Nineteenth hole? God, you golfers are really gross!”
