Adrian stood with perfect posture, leaning slightly forward, his slender, well-defined fingers gently resting on Claire's hand as he patiently adjusted her grip on the golf club, explaining the essentials of the swing.
The distance between them was so close that they could almost feel the faint rhythm of each other's breathing. A soft blush bloomed across Claire's cheeks, her heart fluttering.
The air between them carried his clean, earthy scent with a hint of warmth, filling her senses.
Under Adrian's expert and meticulous guidance, Claire's club seemed to move as if possessed by a supernatural precision. With a few smooth swings, the golf ball traced elegant arcs through the air, landing precisely in the distant hole.
The onlookers burst into applause, and Claire, feeling a bit shy,
