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Mack: He has to be cheating!! We gave him shit clubs!!

Mack: How do you even cheat at golf?? Who is he???

Jay: He’s Batman

Jay: HE’S BATMAN

Jay: LUNA YOU ARE DATING BRUCE WAYNE

I stared at the texts as they kept coming in. Tanner was stunned, Mack was furious, and Jay… Jay seemed to be in love. He kept sending bat emojis and heart eyes.

“Luna.” Brit was trying not to shout. “We’re dying here. Spill.”

“He’s winning,” I said, looking up from my phone. “Will is… winning.”

Axel laughed.

A familiar growly voice came from the doorway. “He better be winning,” Stone said. “He practiced enough.”

I blinked at him. “Will practiced? Golf? What are you talking about?”

“He knew this was coming,” Stone said. “He hired a golf pro weeks ago to teach him the game.”

My brain tried to scramble that into place. Weeks ago would have been right after we got home from our time in Bend, when we first got together. Will hadn’t been invited on the boys’ trip yet, so why had he decided to learn golf?

Katie. Katie had ambushed him without me. She’d told him that Mack loved the sport more than anything, so Will had decided to learn it. Why?

I shook my head. “I keep Will’s schedule. There isn’t a golf pro in there.” But I didn’t know what he did all the time, did I? There had been gaps when he hadn’t told me where he was.

Stone’s grin said he knew what I was thinking. “He did it on his own time. And it turns out that when you have money, you can hire a pro to coach you at five a.m.”

“Five a.m.?”

“Every day since he got invited on this trip,” Stone replied. “For at least three hours.”

“He trained for three hours a day?” Sienna leaned back. “Oh, my.”

Brit sighed out a breath and fanned herself. “He learned to golf for you.”

Axel opened his eyes and looked up at her. “Hey, I’d learn golf for you. Want me to learn golf? I’ll do it right now.”

That was crazy. Will hadn’t learned golf for me. He’d done it to maintain his manly pride with my brothers. “You can’t get good at golf with only a few coaching lessons,” I protested. “Not good enough to beat Mack.”

Stone shrugged. “He’s got natural talent at it. He told me about distances and angles and wind speeds. I tuned most of it out.”

“You talked about this?” I asked him.

Stone crossed the room, opened the fridge, and took out a bottle of water. “Of course we talked about it. You think Billy went on this trip without a plan?” He twisted the cap off. “He and I figured it out. It’s in the bag.” He winked at me. “You aren’t the only one with a brother.” He left the room.

I stared after him. My phone had gone silent again.

I looked down in a daze at my laptop. The email I had been reading was still open on the screen, and I remembered how confused it had left me. “What’s the Greenbriar Festival?” I asked out loud.

“It’s a rock festival that used to run every other year,” Axel said. “It’s where the Road Kings got our first break. We played one of the second stages, but the crowd we drew was so big that we got noticed for the first time. The festival died ten years ago, though. It doesn’t happen anymore. Why do you ask?”

I read the email again. “Because apparently, Will is bringing it back,” I said. “And we’re going to run it next year.”

“Really?” Axel sat up. “That’s amazing. I’m in.”

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