Page 109 of Summer Ever After
Jane
Someone was listening.
Walker
I’m always listening when it comes to you.
So what do you say? Will you let me teach you how to play golf?
Jane
I guess I can get behind that.
I smile, feeling a buzz of anticipation spark inside me.
Walker
How about three o’clock at the resort course?
Jane
Can’twait.
Neither can I.
“You know,there are golf carts all around this island,” Jane says as she walks beside me to the first tee box.
Her bright skirt hangs on her hips in a way that’s going to drive me crazy all day. Add to that her fitted white T-shirt knotted in front, which gives glimpses of her torso just like yesterday, and it’s the perfect tease to torment me this afternoon.
“Yeah, I’ve seen the carts.”
“So why don’t we use one of them on the golf course?”
“That’s not what you do in golf. Real golfers walk from hole to hole.”
She eyes me with one of her smirky smiles that begs to be kissed. “At least I have you to carry the bag for me.”
I puff out my chest. “I’m a gentleman like that.”
“What about next week, during the fundraiser tournament? Are you going to make me carry my own bag then?”
“Nah, I don’t want you to get too tired.” I set the bag down at the tee, picking up the driver. “Are you ready for your first golf lesson?”
She steps back with her hands on her hips. “Yeah, show me how it’s done.”
“Nuh-uh.” I shake my head. “You’re up first.”
Ever since she told me about the trope where a man teaches a woman something, I’ve been dying to teach her how to golf. There’s nothing sexier than showing someone how to swing a club. Baseball might be a close second.
“I can’t be first. I don’t even know what I’m doing.”
“I’ll teach you.” I nod for her to join me. “Get over here.”
“What if someone sees us and tells Capri?”
I’ve been wondering how Jane was going to handle the whole Capri situation. One week ago, we had to be friends because Capri didn’t think Jane and I were a good idea, but that line was obliterated when we made out through the entire fireworks show.
I lean my weight against the driver. “I’m guessing you haven’t told Capri what happened last night.”
