Page 29 of Anyone But Her

"If I help you, then you owe me help on my long game." I smile.

He smiles back. "I'd be happy to. When will I see you again?"

"Um...I don't know. I guess you won't. I hardly ever go to San Diego."

"But I go to Phoenix. They have some great courses there."

"But I'm living here now. I'm only home on breaks."

"Maybe we can work it out where we're there at the same time." He gives me another smile and I swear it's a flirty one.

Am I reading him wrong? The smile on its own wouldn't mean anything but when combined with him touching my leg in the car and his insistence that we get together to golf, I feel like there might be some flirting going on here. Or maybe I'm just making it up in my head because I'm so attracted to him.

"So how do you like college?" he asks.

"I like it. I've made a lot of friends and I love being on the golf team."

"What do you do on the weekends? Besides golf?"

"Mostly hang out with my friends. Go to parties."

"I assume you have a boyfriend," he says casually as he looks out at the course.

"No. I haven't been here long enough to have a boyfriend."

"But I'm sure a lot of guys have asked you out."

Okay, that definitely seemed flirty. Or maybe it was just a comment.

"Why would you think that?" I ask in a completely innocent tone.

He pauses, then looks at me. "You have a beautiful smile. Beautiful eyes. You're fun to be around. And you kick ass at golf."

Is he just being nice because I'm Cal's sister or do his compliments mean something?

"You can't tell me you haven't been asked out at least once," he says.

"I've been asked out. I just wasn't interested. My friends tell me I should go out with as many guys as possible so I can figure out what I like but I already know what I like. I don't need to date a bunch of losers to find out."

"I'm the same way." He smiles. "With girls. I used to not be so picky but now I don't want to bother going on a date unless I think it might go somewhere." He pauses. "So what do you like?"

"What do you mean?"

"You said you know what kind of guy you like. So what is it? What's your criteria?"

"Oh, um, I don't know," I say, not sure what to tell him. Why are we even talking about this?

"They're on their way back," Luke says, pointing to my dad and Cal, who are coming towards us on the other golf cart. Luke turns to me. "So what do you say? Are you willing to share some tips with me?"

"Sure. Next time we're both in Phoenix we'll set something up."

"Hopefully it won't be too long."

He smiles and it's definitely a flirty smile. And he just made a flirty comment and said it in a flirty way.

I'm now positive he's flirting. And I was flirting back!

This isn't good. I can't date my brother's friend. It could never happen.

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